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Waiting Room Worries
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See You Next Tooth-Day

Waiting Room Worries

My husband and I have sat in many waiting rooms over the past few years, anxiously awaiting news. It’s scary, and nerve wracking, and lonely—your basic trifecta of darkness.  But thankfully and luckily and gratefully (your basic trifecta of good fortune) our children’s surgeries have gone well. Yes, I said children.  I rarely write about our developmentally typical boy child. He’s a full-on teen now and his stories are his stories to tell. But recently he had to have surgery. He’s the kid we don’t have to worry about or fill out complicated medical waivers for. I actually said something to that effect not long ago so apparently I jinxed it. Anyway, it was fine. He is fine. I asked him if I can share a bit about it at some point because we learned some things from this experience that I know other parents can benefit from. He said, “Sure,” with a shrug. So I’ll get to it one of these days.  But back to the undisputed star of this blog—our developmentally atypical girl child. She has several surgeries under her belt—none as serious as some of the ones friends’ children have gone through. But, there have been risks and[…]

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See You Next Tooth-Day

What is with my family’s inability to keep their teeth in their heads??? I knocked out a front tooth when I was four. The adult tooth eventually came in, but slowly over the years it turned brown, then black, and I had to have it replaced with a crown (or live life as a pirate). When my son was a toddler, he knocked out a front tooth too. Two actually. Turns out the two teeth were attached at the root. Show-off. The adult tooth came in and though it’s not brown, it came in so high his eye tooth is practically IN his eye. Then, in keeping with our family tradition, my sweet girl fell face first into an ottoman – which is soft, except for the 1x1mm metal stud she zeroed in on. Fortunately, she didn’t lose a tooth, but it was wiggly. I took her to the dentist the next morning. The minute we pulled into the parking lot, she began to wail. She hated going to the dentist and I felt like a monster forcing her. We waited for the x-ray, my stomach in knots. We had been referred to this dentist and she came highly recommended.[…]

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