January 3, 2006. Tuesday.

I went to see my dentist. They needed to get a mould of my teeth for the nightguard that they are making. The last time I went for a cleaning, Dr. J said that I am grinding my teeth at night. He could tell from the way I am wearing out my teeth. How come I never noticed? Well, of course, I would be asleep. I still couldn’t quite believe it because I don’t feel anything. Could it be caused by stress? I certainly had been under a lot of stress for the past six months. That incident with my oldest son and H happened in June and I have had a hard time forgiving H for letting that happen.

At night when I went to the washroom, I didn’t make it to the toilet. I wet not just my panties but also my pants a little bit. I’m a kind of worried.