Posted on Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Plunged into the sudden creepy hush of a power-cut last night, my Mario Kart game crudely interrupted. Everything died, leaving me wondering for an instant if I’d suddenly turned deaf and blind… a cry from the kid’s bedroom shattered the silence… I wandered in with candles and put little minds to rest.
I rooted out the guitar and began to mess around, but a weird harmonic began to ooze into the chords. I put the guitar down, and listened. A strange noise sounded intermittantly, possibly the axe murderer who had just cut my power was trying to break the lock?? No such luck… I followed the sound into Laughingboy’s bedroom and winced as the tooth-grinding got louder and louder. It’s a totally different sound now, more like a rusty wood planer trying to smooth the underbelly of a hedgehog than the chaffinch sound I was used to.
I brought a candle close to his bed and prized his tensed jaws open for a look-see. The entire row of upper and lower teeth on the left hand side of his mouth are now ground to their bare minimum, his lower insisor grinding raw flesh causing pools of blood to appear on his over-effaced gum, yet he keeps grinding anyway. Presumably pain is relative to the poor kid.
I’m working up a steady input of Magnesium into Laughingboy’s diet as suggested by Jo, but not wanting to bombard him suddenly with too much, the dose is too small yet to make a difference. Maybe the next few weeks will show a change, I hope so.
In the meantime, necessity got me inventing… I cut a section of gum-sheild to the size of his two front teeth, then tied a cotton-covered hairband around it in the style of a friendship bracelet, stretched nice and tight so that the wee bit of plastic stays in place. Once strapped around his head, the shield refuses to budge – it takes a bit of watching for salivary purposes but otherwise it’s perfect!
It took me a while to figure out who he looks like with the gizmo stuck to his teeth, then it hit me;
He looks exactly like Shelley from South Park: