Lately I have felt like Zechariah, John the Baptist’s dad, who had his mouth shut for a time because he did not believe the angel’s message that he and Elizabeth were going to have a baby. However, no angel has come and interpreted my situation in such a way (and, I can still talk).
Some of you may already know that ten weeks ago, I woke up with my jaw locked to 20mm (I think it is supposed to open to above 50). It is still the same today. Yes, I feel some pain. Yes, it is frustrating. And yes, I am losing weight!
This is just to give you all an update on my situation.
I have been to doctors, dentists, TMJ specialists, and chiropractors. I have even undergone acupuncture. Nothing so far has helped. Mouth guards, muscle relaxers, and exercises have done nothing (and often make things worse). At this point, I have quit trying to get it open. I am learning to live with it and am thankful that the Lord allows it to open enough for me to speak. It would seem that this particular TMJ joint is the only one in the body that is not covered by most insurance companies. I have drained my bank account trying to get it open. I simply can’t afford to try anything else.
So . . . what does that mean? Not too much. I figure that there are a lot worse things that can happen to a person. As well, I am hoping that one day it will open back up as oddly as it closed. But if it doesn’t, I am sure that I will be all right. I can manipulate food in and, for the most part, I can chew.
But that is where I am at with my jaw. God wills it and I accept it.