My reoccurring nightmare is my teeth falling out, sometimes one, sometimes many or all. I’ve often looked up the interpretation, but nothing seems to convince me of a meaning. The dreams vary and they don’t happen at a certain time, just sporadically. I sometimes wake up with my heart racing, like this morning after I dreamed about my two lower front teeth to the right falling out. I wake up and wiggle the teeth and am convinced they are a bit loose. This morning I went straight to the medicine cabinet and took my less than daily multi vitamin and a calcium supplement. Tonight I made sure that I brushed AND flossed as thorough as possible.
So, these dreams used to be irrational, as real as they felt. Until two years. My mom passed away on a Monday two years ago on June 8th. A few days later I was sitting in her closet snacking on a soft piece of bread while cleaning things out when I felt something hard in my mouth. It was a bit of my tooth! I literally had a tooth crumbling in my mouth! Can you imagine my cold sweat and anxiety? I was 1400 miles from my dentist and my nightmare was coming true…and I’m not talking about my mom dying. Crazy, right? So, after I regained composure I realized it was half my tooth and there was absolutely no pain whatsoever. So, combine a week of eating only soft foods and my mother’s death. Not the ideal way to lose weight, but I did. In that time I also came to the conclusion that most junk food is hard. After that my paranoia increased, a few weeks later I was convinced another tooth was crumbling, but after a trip to the dentist he couldn’t find where it could have come from.
Is it a mere coincidence that today my son’s top front loose tooth became incredibly looser after jumping in the pool and clenching his jaw? I’d rather he lose a tooth than me, he has a set to spare.
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