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September 17, 2009
Cracked
You know how you do the same thing, day after day, and you get so bored you wish something would happen that would shake things up?
And then something happens, and all you want is your boring routine back?
The morning started off as usual: Owen was up too early, Jamie went off to school, I took a shower while Owen and Katie tortured the cat in the bathroom, then I dropped Katie off at school and Owen and I went straight to Target for some groceries. Even his fussiness at being forced to shop when he was tired was becoming commonplace.
When he tripped, it was nothing new. It looked like he might have hit his mouth when he fell so he was crying, but that happens at least once a week, too.
Now the large chunk of his left front tooth that was missing? THAT was new.
It didn't bleed, the crying stopped more quickly than I expected (especially since I was still looking for a wound when he stopped) and within a minute he was back to his usual self, if still a bit grumpy that I wouldn't let him empty the shelves of chocolate bits.
I wasn't quite sure what to do next. I went ahead and left a message with his ped, since I wasn't sure if at that age I had to deal with a doctor or a dentist, although my biggest question was really about the little sharp point the break had created. Could I file that down with an emery board, or would that do some kind of damage? (No wonder my ped calls me an underreactor.) Long story short, I was referred to a children's dentist in our town, although I didn't actually get a name or number, just a location in our town's shopping center.
When Owen woke up early from his nap (Yay! Still not enough sleep!) I figured we might as well drop by and see if we needed an appointment on our way to pick up Katie. Instead, we ended up being seen, getting two x-rays, got the pointy bit filed down and a flouride treatment. All in under 30 minutes. Those people are my new best friends. They didn't even laugh at me for not knowing who we had dental insurance through.
Whether or not Owen will keep the tooth is still up in the air. We have to watch to see if the tooth dies or becomes infected, and apply flouride treatments for the next couple months. If nothing changes, he'll just have a snaggle tooth for the next 5 years or so and a very unique smile.
Posted by me at September 17, 2009 8:20 PM