It's a Miracle! Or something.

So around 6:30 this morning I woke up a bit, looked at my clock, stretched, and thought, ya know, now would be a good time to take out the garbage. (My apartment has doorside pick up, if you place your garbage bag outside before 8AM on Mondays, Wednesdays, or Fridays, so this isn't as random as it sounds.)

So I floundered my way out from under the covers, muddled my way to the front door, put out the garbage (grumbling to myself for the usual early morning reasons), and began to head back to bed until some more civilized hour of the day. That's when I realized . . . my teeth on the right side of my jaw were touching. No more spasm! I can cheeeewwwwww!!!!!!!

There's still a little stiffness, a little soreness, and some popping if I transition from closed to open-wide, but my jaw muscle appears to have given up on whatever it was protesting. Thanks thanks thanks to Amy for sending me websites on TMJ stretches. I think doing those before I went to bed was what really helped. I'll be continuing that routine all week, I can tell ya.

Happy Presidents' Day! I think I'll go get some solid food!