#Tmj Jaw Popping

[batemanofficial]

i need to take my jaw off and blow on it like an n64 cartridge and then pop it back on

[raeathnos]

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[tenma-the-mad]

I really do think being able to unhinge my jaws like a snake would solve my TMJ issues.

[pubbykid]

my chewlery is almost dead this is a hate crime

[energysoda]

OW OW OW JAW HURT

[berylcups]

Head canons: What’s La Squadras Eating Habits Like?

CW: Food, Sensory issues, Smoking, food cravings, meal skipping

Risotto:

Dietary preference: Omnivore with a preference for red meat, due to his stand he’s always craving iron rich foods

Allergies/ food intolerances: lactose intolerant, mild peanut allergy

Table manners/behaviors: has TMJ so his jaw pops when he eats. He’s kinda embarrassed about it but he doesn’t eat with his mouth open and his table manners are impeccable. So he’s someone I’d gladly eat with 🥺

Favorite taste: savory

Cook, take out, or fast food: he prefers cooking but never has the energy or time for it so he usually opts for street food.

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 3.5 he has some sicilian dishes that he’s perfect at, but other regions he’s just Ok at. Not bad but not great. He can make most things as long as he has a recipe to follow.

Formaggio:

Dietary preference: omnivore, very high carb diet

Allergies/ food intolerances: none! He’s healthy~

Table manners/behaviors: eats way too fast and ends up overeating. He compensates by making singular portions

Favorite taste: Salty

Cook, take out, or fast food: he loves to cook when hes home but when he’s out he indulges on junky fast food 🤤 he could live off of fries and chips/crisps. If it’s deep fried he’s on it. He’d love an American State Fair 🤤

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 5+++ he’s a god tier cook. You ask him for whatever recipe you want he can recreate it. Vincenzo’s Plate, Uncle Roger, and other YT critics got nothing on him. He has a permanent uncle title. BUT…he can’t bake for shit. Don’t even ask him to microwave you a mug cupcake. 🧁 he just can’t. But you’ll get a 5 star 6 course meal that will make your mouth orgasm. His best recipe is his 12 layer lasagna. No he won’t tell you what’s in it, family secret 🤫

Illuso:

Dietary preference: lacto-ovo vegetarian

Allergies/ food intolerances: hes deathly allergic to tree nuts

Table manners/behaviors: talks with his mouth full 😒

Favorite taste: sweet

Cook, take out, or fast food: take out. There’s soooo many reflective surfaces in restaurant kitchens where he can sneak through and just steal a plate of food that he finds appealing and jump back in. 😂 he saves a lot of money on food costs.

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 3.5 cooking wise he’s average. Nothing to write home about. But due to his sweet tooth he’s a god at baking. Choux cream puffs are his specialty. He can make a mean cupcake too his decoration skills are on point 🧁 if you ask him to bake a cake for you, you might be better off buying from an actual bakery. His prices are ridiculously high. But the taste though… it's probably worth every lira

Prosciutto:

Dietary preference: mostly carnivore diet

Allergies/ food intolerances: cruciferous vegetables give him terrible gas pains ☠️ and he’s lactose intolerance (he’s secretly jealous that Pesci can drink milk without getting the shits but he even looks a drop of milk and he’s running to the toilet )

Table manners/behaviors: SMOKES WHILE HE EATS 😡 yuck! this isn’t the 90s bitch. We don’t do smoking sections anymore. He also puts salt on EVERYTHING. If he didn’t smoke so much he’d be able to taste things better 😒

Favorite taste: bitter

Cook, take out, or fast food: cooking if he’s home, if he’s out it’s take out but it has to be from the best of the best! Prosciutto has high standards with his diet and won’t eat any dingy hole in the wall restaurant or some greasy fast food !

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 4 - pretty good cook! Has many recipes he learned from his nonna that he knows by heart. The only issue is he needs to use less salt.

Pesci:

Dietary preference: lacto-ovo pescatarian

Allergies/ food intolerances: has the cilantro gene where it tastes super soapy, also stimulants like coffee and non herbal tea give him an upset stomach 🤢

Table manners/behaviors: his table manners are impeccable. Doesn’t talk with his mouth full, doesn’t slurp, nothing! But he drinks fast and sometimes gets the hiccups 😭 also…he can only drink milk or water- no wine or espresso. It’s not bad table manners but it makes the team look bad (according to Prosciutto 😒 let the boy have his milk dammit )

Favorite taste: sour 🍋

Cook, take out, or fast food: Cook- he likes the rewarding process of fishing for his food, then to process and filet it, and turn it into a dish. Is there really anything more satisfying than that?

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 3- he’s a good cook but he has an issue of overcooking meat since he doesn’t eat it himself other than fish. Don’t ask him for a medium rare steak because it’s either going to be blue rare or very well done. He worries about food safety and food borne illnesses so he always ends up over cooking or burning the meat. His meat dishes may be dry and terrible but at least you know you won’t get salmonella. Fish dishes are obviously his best work. Ask him to make you some sashimi or nigiri sushi some time! It might not be the quality of a Japanese chef but for a home cook he’s pretty damn talented!

Melone:

Dietary preference: highly processed diet

Allergies/ food intolerances: shellfish allergy

Table manners/behaviors: skips meals…needs reminders to eat! Good table manners for the most part but…. He LOUDLY slurps his noodles 😬

Favorite taste: savory

Cook, take out, or fast food: cook and by cooking I mean ready made foods. Ramen noodles, Mac and cheese, frozen microwaveable foods, hamburger helper, -questionable canned foods… he eats like a fucking bachelor. That’s if he even remembers to eat.

How good of a cook are they (1-5): 1.5 can boil pasta and use jar sauce. can use a microwave and that’s about it. He can make cup ramen and throw whatever he finds in the fridge in there and thinks it’s a 5 star meal 😭

Ghiaccio:

Dietary preference: high carb low fat

Allergies/ food intolerances: latex allergy - banana, avocado and kiwi. Has sensory issues so certain textures are intolerable.

Table manners/behaviors: hates when his food touches other foods. WILL NOT EAT IT. Very particular about textures too. If his pasta isn’t al dente he can’t eat it. The mouthfeel is so off it will make him gag. He’d rather eat raw crunchy dried pasta instead of overdone mushy pasta.

Favorite taste: Spicy 🌶️

Cook, take out, or fast food: Take out; he prefers home cooked food but he’s not allowed near a stove. He gravitates towards hot foods when he’s out, like pasta arrabiata, mapo tofu, or Vindaloo.

How good of a cook are they (1-5): -5 this guy could burn cereal. Do not let him in the kitchen. Ever. He’s too literal with following recipes, when they say to turn the stove on high- he puts it on the highest setting and then complains that the recipe is wrong and not him 😬 (same man same 😔)

[i-may-be-an-emu]

hypermobility gang who are also nd and stim listen up

DO NOT LET POPPING JOINTS OUT OF PLACE BECOME A STIM*

-sencirely someone who got tmj from popping his jaw out of place because he has jaw hypermobility

*unless you absaloutly 100% KNOW it will not hurt you either immediately or in the long run

[brightlotusmoon]

On Facebook!

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Me: Okay, someone with TMJ, trigeminal nerve pain, and sinus pain help walk me through the differences so I can figure out what's happening in my face.

My good friend Becca: OMG SOMEONE FINALLY NEEDS ME!!!!

TMJ is an achy, muscular pain. If you press on the hinge of your jaw and/or the back of your skull where it meets your neck, you will feel intense pain followed by release. Causes headaches on one side, usually in the back. Opening your mouth wide while touching your jaw will produce a “pop” on one side and a feeling of sliding sideways on the other. Helped by: NSAIDS, muscle relaxants, heat. Hurt by: crunchy food, chewy food, jaw clenching.

Trigeminal neuralgia feels like random electrical shocks at the base of your teeth, radiating up into your cheek. One side. No headache. Pain can also be sharp or burning (when mine was at its worst it felt like someone put a flaming fireplace poker between my teeth and slammed my jaw shut), but the hallmark is that “shocky” pain. Helped by: medication that is specifically for nerve pain (like gabapentin). Absolutely nothing else helps. Hurt by: ??? (Mine is kind of related to the cold but…???)

Sinus pain is usually heavy pressure and an ache or occasional sharp pain in the jaw. Headaches bilateral and in the front of the head, in a “mask” around the eyes. Trigger points are at the inside corner of the eyebrow and the outer corner of the nostrils, applying firm pressure there will cause SEVERE pain that will lessen over time. Cheeks and forehead may also be sensitive to touch. Also might present as a sore throat. Helped by: sudafed, antihistamines, NSAIDS, cold. Hurt by: that depends on the person. If it’s unrelenting and doesn’t respond well to meds you should see a doctor to check for infection.

Oh my goodness I feel so useful 🖤

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[froblymoblypitterpatter]

Electric Feels: Chapter 2; pleased to meet you space, I am Doxy

My vision swam, trying to adjust to the space. When I looked down past my boots, my father endearingly called “shit kickers”, I almost threw up. My stomach bottomed out and my pupils did what old cartoons showed; dilating and compressing. I closed my eyes forcing myself to breathe. Ok why did dad call them shit kickers? He grew up in the country where mucking through fields could kick up cow shit and you had to have the proper footwear for it. The way he told it used to make Kara and I giggle uncontrollably. Ok exhale. “Give it a moment more” Bardo’s distorted voice said. His voice rippled on the walls like water stirring. “ a thousand thanks you did not projectile vomit”

I leered at him putting my finger up to silence him. Was it always going to be like this? That I felt sick, and I was swimming? Growing up, I always had trouble with spaces. If I was stressed out and things, people etc were too close it drove up my tics. And my body didn’t really help with the space stuff either. I dissociated most of puberty as to not feel the betrayal of my own body growing breasts and hips. But this, this sort of dissociation was feeling like a dust particle in bottomless space with no actual footing. Woah I needed to breathe. I took a step, looking ahead rather than down. I told myself it was a fake landscape, a trick of compute imaging. It made the next steps easier. The hallway was long. I pressed each finger to my thumb and counted 4. That was better. And much better after another 3 times. The sound of our footsteps reminded me of water dripping from a faucet. It was something my brain had trouble reconciling. The sound I had associated with dripping water to the sound of footsteps? It was bizarre. Bardo looked back at me and smiled giving a thumbs up. Good, he listened and learned I thought as I gave one back. The second meeting with Bardo, he told me a little of what initiation process they had. I interrupted “All I need to know is will they harm me? Do they actually pay? Will I survive the environment?” bardo’s brows went up and mouth puckered in surprise. “They treat humans well over there as long as you fulfill your contract, they pay as long as you fulfill your contract, and they keep you healthy and alive as-“

“Long as I fulfill my contract? Seems to be a theme.” Bardo proceeded with his own vetting process after.

The end of the corridor rippled. I closed my eyes after putting a hand on Bardo’s shoulder to steady myself. He squeezed it wordlessly. We stepped through the viscous barrier in tandem. The fluid filtered through my body making me shiver uncontrollably. I could almost imagine it, the fluid pushing into my pores, blood, muscle and bone. It made me shiver again.

My ears popped as I worked the joints of my jaw. The problem with my tic among other things was the tmj that had it locking up. I clasped my hand on either side of the joints. It oddly felt looser.

I looked down once more. Black churned below, only made aware of its movement within from the purple glittering dust that sprinkled some of the inky black.

“It’s like what we liken to a basin” Bardo looked down with me.

His eyes traveled the room. “ they can manipulate environments to suit their needs” He sounded like he was reading from a manual. It was strangely unsettling.

" Then why the need for another planet?" My throat worked as if a hand pressed against it. He cocked his head and gave a pointed stare. I frisson of anger ripped through me. " Apologies Bardo, I was merely making sure my family survived day to day than contemplating these things."

He gave a false look of pity. Before he could answer I put a hand up "Save your forced sympathies and pity for others who need it."

He chuckled then, returning to the frenetic Bardo. He Began to to walk the rounded room. The walls when I looked closely at them moved as well. The gray of them had swirls of light pulsing in them, casting the room in an anemic neon red.

A single table was in the center of the room. "They come" Bardo stated ominously. And before I could make some smart remark about it the wall twisted. Much like the portal a gash opened to shape like door. One of them stepped through.

I had not seen many of them close up. In the early days they roamed more freely through the area we were in. New York. New York had been called its old name by the shit dutchies that founded it New Amsterdam. It was striving to be much like Amsterdam was now, living "harmoniously" with the beings from across the ruptured spaces. My friend Riata had said that Amsterdam was integrated, that humans and the electric beings coexisted in everyday life. I remember feeling dumbfounded when she said everyday life, because what was that now?

I had been doing data entry for the Census the AI put out. I had to go from neighborhood to neighborhood asking about demographics always having to bring a tazer with me because I had a handheld computer worth plenty of money. I would have snatched it when we were in desperate times, but I had to return it at the end every shift to the docking station and the camera was always on. If I thought toon long on it, I got irrationally angry. But really most of the time I brought protection because most people hated what I represented. I hated it too, but it put food on our table for the time it served. And now my service to these glowing fuckers would do the same.

This one was tall, iridescent color spots adorned its skin. It reminded me of the night sky but also of the deep-sea creatures. I thought of when my sister and I would lie feet to feet on the couch, bicycling our legs while watching the discovery channel on bioluminescent creatures of the deep, where UV rays were absent. My eyes widened in my attempt to focus on the being. It was like the color outlined empty space until.... Until it did not. When the being stepped in front of me, all features solidified into something more substantial. Their skin was like that of the indigo snakes I saw in Florida, when it still existed.

The being moved its head from side to side surveying me. The shape of its head was almost humanoid, however more oblong as well. The eyes were the most unsettling. There was a large set of cat like eyes and below it another set, smaller and cephalopod like.

" Human Subject WGHXT444, begin intercession." I frowned at the use of the word intercession as a bioluminescent light flashed over, or rather through my body. "Satisfied intercession" The being had a double chorded voice much like how I remembered violins to sound when you played two strings at a time. It was, well it was soothing. I always liked the quality of the sound that double stops created.

The beings two sets of eyes, looked to Bardo who shifted wordlessly on his feet. I was too captivated by the display to really notice their exchange. The being gave a few chips over to him, its "hand" was double the size of a humans and the digits appeared to be able to hinge in multiple directions. I huffed an incredulous laugh when I saw just how much Bardo was getting. 24 hours' worth of electric. "Trying to restore that lost manuscript" I mocked. His eyes imperceptibly narrowed until he gave a devilish smile. " Among other things" He looked up to the being. " Contract" he stated shortly. The being did not show it was offended if it was. Its hand waved to the side of me. Words typed out midair in a glyphic language I did not know. It began to change into English as it completed its text. "Can you read Human Subject WGHXT444?" the inflection was neither condescending or mocking. I reminded myself they were not human. Did they experience emotions? What were they wanting with humans?

" I can". I turned and read silently. Most were safety concerns regarding my health, what their rules were etc. I was hurriedly scanning for what my actual role was. I would likely regret not being calmer later. Generally, I did not retain much when I was very anxious. Ah there it was...

"To be matched as an add on to a member of the ParlAstrae beings, the Astrae. To cultivate and fortify Astrae to prolong their life and their adaptation to new worlds." I read it aloud. Each sentence a question for me.

"what does that mean?" I asked, attempting to figure out which set of eyes to look at.

" We observed that your race calls it partnerships. A human will partner with a matched or many matched Astrae. Humans offer the Astrae something that is invaluable to us."

I suppressed the urge to widen my eyes in surprise. That was a rather notable thing to share. But there again, most beings I had witnessed were not all that aggressive. Scary and off putting yes. But I remember them only retaliating when they were threatened. My parents neighbor John learned that with his life.

"And what is that?"

The Astrae touched a fingertip to my hand. Electricity sizzled between us and the beings' pupils contracted and expanded.

"Conductivity" its voice fluctuated in volume like currents jumping a line. " We need it to survive and create"

"Color me intrigued" I said absently as I looked at the sparks still flying off my fingertips. " How am I matched?"

" You will know soon enough" an inflectionless reply.

I repeated the questions that gnawed at my brain. Would my family be taken care of etc?

" Yes,we do not harm our add-ons. And should it not work out, you are returned to your world, mind cleaned of us and payments cease."

I puckered my lips in thought. It really was not that bad sounding. The use of the expression "add-on" was something though. A little weird and a little hierarchal sounding. But just as she said about the test, I would soon find out.

I signed it or something asking to that. It was more a star dusted print of my hand. Odd. I knew not put about space and electricity but maybe the rules were different for these beings on the governance of matter etc.

Bardo left for which I found myself both relieved and worried by. I was alone but I also was without his prying eyes. Before he left he said something that seemed rather obvious but all the same troubled me. " Trust no one, including the humans."

"Do you Astrae have names? Like titles for that are specific to you?" The being looked blankly at me as it motioned for me to strip my clothes off and place them on the table.

" Yes we do. We have the names of all our former makers. But to say all the names would take more energy than is necessary. We take from the last two makers with our own name. I am FaRetJyn." The explanation had me falter in the middle of stripping. "FaRetJyn" I repeated. " How many makers were there before you?"

"We are 1 but in faction my makers number in the millions"

I could not help my mouth opening in utter shock. How wild to track that far back. It had me wondering how they were produced by their makers. Was it like parthenogenesis? I stopped my inner tangent when FaRetJyn had be stand bare as the day I was born. As uncomfortable as typically was when I was naked, I felt less so in front of this other worldly being. It gave a detached scan of my body and said. "All matter that is not your own skin must be discarded of"

I removed my piercings one by one. I nervously asked "Does the ink from tattoos make a difference?"

" It should not. Others before you have passed tests with more on their skin than yourself, Human Subject WGHXT444."

FaRetJyn gestured for me to follow. "You can call me Doxy. It is my name. " Doxy, you are now entering the Interverse." I stepped into the actual void. I realized where we had been was a bridge between the two worlds.

"Hello Interverse" I muttered breathlessly. The clear gel like material compressed around me. Was this what it was like in utero? It filled my mouth and lungs. I gasped helplessly. Until it cooled my insides, relaxed my limbs and moved through me. I realized the same had not happened to FaRetJyn. I could see them moving on the outside of the gelatinous mass, pressing points of the cube with electricity dancing over it.

It shocked me into darkness. All I could see was endless masses of colored gases and me drifting along like space debris. " My name is Doxy" my mind seemed to say, to all the spaces inhabitants. "Hello" they whistled by me reminding me of the reeds back home. Back on earth the reeds that uses to whistle in my grandma's back yard, flattened with mud and rot now. But their song seemed to carry on through space through these glowing beauties. And if I could have cried then I would have

[arctic-hands]

Ugh my small mouth wouldn't/couldn't open up enough to work in so the dentist had to get a jaw-propping-upper-thingy to wedge between my rows of teeth, my TMJ popped LOUDLY and painfully, and now that the novocaine has worn off my left jaw keeps twinging if I move my mouth wrong

[susiron]

Man I'm having so many frustrating thoughts about my jaw lately and I want to SCREAM!!!

Like ah, here is a long fucking rant.

Over a decade ago, pretty much overnight, my quality of life did a 180 with a host of symptoms starting up. Tinnitus, visual snow, pattern glare, light sensitivity, ocular migraines, an increase in headaches, some vertigo, brain fog, and just this like complete inability to focus my eyes like I used to be able to.

I've always been really sensitive to stimuli, but ever since this happened it's been cranked up to 100. I get disoriented extremely easily, with really no good way to avoid it. Like if the lighting changes in my room, I get disoriented and feel exhausted. If I go somewhere with fluorescent lights and walk around, I get exhausted. If I look at repetitive patterns I get fucking exhausted and confused and I hate it.

I kind of snapped honestly. And I let my anxiety take over my life. I convinced myself I had a tumor in my head or something, and I was so scared to look into it that when I got an MRI order for a brain scan I just ignored it.

And I just kind of lived like that for a long time, constantly worried there was something fucked up in my head that I was ignoring.

And I know that's a shit way to deal with concerning health problems, but I was scared, and I have OCD and it was just sort of a Mess. And arguably still am.

I've been trying to figure things out now, finally getting over my anxiety. I got that brain scan-- nothing. Didn't realize how much anxiety that was giving me, for a decade, until I did it.

But I still didn't have Answers for why I feel like shit all the time. I literally just spend most of my time on a computer, and have for years, because looking at a stationary screen is a lot easier for my shit focusless vision to handle-- and even then, I STILL wind up exhausted and confused if I have too much stimuli on a page. (And I'm sure the eye strain from the computer doesn't help in ways, but I cannot stress enough that being on the computer is like the only thing that keeps me sane and focused)

But the thing is, at the start of all of this I was having jaw issues. Like really severe jaw popping on my right side and a lot of pain. And I did look into my jaw Years ago, and found out through an MRI (of the jaw, not the brain, so it didn't scare me to get at the time), that the right condyle of my jaw is literally deformed. Like your condyle is supposed to be rounded at the top, but my right condyle is shaped like a lopsided heart, and it's surrounded by scar tissue.

And at the time I like was given a jaw splint to sleep with and told I'd probably need surgery to correct it, but the pain was bearable so I never looked into surgery. And I've just sort of lived with the constant jaw ache since then since I figured it was just a bum jaw and I could handle it so it wasn't worth looking into more.

And now I'm actually doing research on all of the havoc that TMJ can cause. And I'm just kind of feeling like something of an idiot, because it looks like I had my answer a decade ago and I ignored it. And now I'm just a miserable 30 year old who's struggling to just be a person because I can't focus, and I'm in pain, and I'm tired and confused and at this point I can only assume my deformed jaw I've ignored for years is the root of it.

And now I've gotta like get in contact with my dentist to ask about those old MRIs I had, and I gotta figure out going to a TMJ specialist through my current insurance and just--

Ugh.

I'm so frustrated. I'm so tired. And I feel like I've wasted so much time and I've been trying so hard to do better and get better but it's a fucking mess.

And like my family is expecting me to snap out of the funk I'm in and be a functional person since that brain MRI o had came out clean, and it's just like-- I still feel like shit all the time??

Nevermind when my family says my screen time causes all of this, when I literally started having heavy screen time BECAUSE of these symptoms that made it difficult to enjoy anything outside of a flat screen

[lesbiancharliedalton]

ik all i do is ask my followers if they have the same medical issue i'm currently going thru or whatever the fuck but does anyone have TMJ dysfunction LMFAOOOOOOOOOFJDSHFHWAHFZJ it's PISSING me off!!!!! i've been having the whole ear popping thing every time i swallow for almost 2 weeks now but my jaw/teeth hurt now and i can't have any hard foods which is like insane i can't tell if it's bc it's getting better or worse............ i'm just curious

[bunnyb34r]

Oufgh I just shifted my jaw, intending to lightly pop it (TMJ) and it was this loud sickening crack 😭 what the fuck was that

[batmanshole]

yawned and my jaw popped and now the whole thing feels stiff and painful #tmj

[mordacitatis]

I have been terrified of going to another physical therapist after my second attempt was just a complete crapshoot (couldn't do exercises cuz my arm was numb, but since my referral didn't include my neck she wouldn't treat the numbness) but I'm liking this new guy

went in for the second time today, did exercises and then he was doing some basic massage on my neck when I opened my mouth and my jaw popped. he was horrified, and immediately was like "why didn't we talk about this in the first appointment??" and I explained my issues with getting treatment if not explicitly in the referral. he explained that since insurance is usually dumb about tmj shit that he writes the treatment to emphasize the cervical aspect so he can still treat, and extended my appointment by 30 minutes to evaluate my jaw and give me exercises to help.

feeling a lot more hopeful about treatment than I have in awhile

[affectionatepanda]

I hate my jaw

My TMJ is flaring up so badly lately. Any time I like. Move it basically it pops, locks, crunches, cracks. Half of what I said yesterday was “sorry that was my jaw” because of how loud it is. It’s so painful to yawn, eat, speak. But last I saw anyone about it I got “It’s not bad enough to do anything about. Learn to relax.” Granted that was back in 2019 but it’s been in basically the same state since then. I’ll bring it up at my next rheumatology appointment- maybe they’ll have better advice than that last doctor did. It’s been this bad for a couple weeks now and the thought of just not moving it at all is sounding really tempting. I’ve also gotta learn how to yawn without opening it up all the way. Genuinely part of the reason I still mask is because of the looks I get when people see how my jaw moves. I don’t really need those looks of horror ya know?