The last week has been rough, and I guess, the preceding ones too. Not sure why, exactly, and usually I can put my finger on it, but this time it’s not clear. I know it was so because my TMJ is acting up. My jaw is popping like crazy, and each pop sends a spike of pain through my jaw. It’s not debilitating as it can become if I’m not very careful, but it’s there, and it’s sending me this warning:
Watch yourself, ignore me at your own peril.
So I listen. Because I have no other choice. If I don’t, the problem will excalate until the pain is non-stop, as sharp as the pain of a snapped bone, and it will completely incapacitate me for a week or more. This has happened to me three times. Not sure I could make it through another bout with my sanity in tact. Really. So the only thing I can do when my TMJ begins to flare up is to slow down, pull in, and take care of myself. Or else, the problem will escalate to dangerous proportions. So if I seem a bit aloof or non-responsive this week (and next), don’t take it personal. Hopefully, by the end of next week, I’ll be out of the danger zone.