Grinding Teeth

My mother has begun grinding her teeth. Loudly too! Up until now, apart from not walking, rarely feeding herself, and not saying much, Mama has seemed fairly normal. Plus, she is so content and peaceful looking... some days it would be nice to be like her: with not a worry in the world. (There are probably worse things than losing your mind!)

But the teeth grinding has just about got me. It's akin to fingernails on chalk. My poor mother: you can tell she has no control over it and probably doesn't even know she's grinding her teeth. There's nothing to do about it, and it's probably a foreshadow of more decline.

Oh, God, thank you for my sweet mother and all the happy times we had together!