Incidentally, I've had another mood crash this last couple of days, which I'm using various strategies to deal with but still struggling. (This isn't competitive "My problem's worse/better than yours.")
Reminding myself that there are other disabled people out there, particularly, but not only, in Ouchtoo is currently helping me, reminding me I'm not a freak to have times when life's difficulties are stressful is helping me.
Yesterday, after dark, I was nearly hit by a car turning a corner off a main road onto what I'll call a main side-road. I yelped, sort of half way between squeak and scream and then felt shamed at my reaction. The driver stopped, looked apologetic and waved me across, but by then I was pulling back with my shopping trolley, crying and shaking.
But if I'd subluxed a kneecap, I wouldn't have felt ashamed if I'd yelped and felt tearful. I wish I didn't judge myself more harshly than I judge others.
As for the tooth, I chipped one during the pandemic and sanded the sharp edge down gently with an emery board until I could see a dentist. It might or might not work with yours.
