Day 12
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poor Mason! the inside of his lip looked a lot worse. |
A couple of weeks ago I got a phone call from the school and my son, Mason, had bumped heads with another boy in his class. The other boy walked away fine but Mason busted his lip open on the inside and in the process hurt one of his front teeth. I had a hard time trying to decide if he needed to go to the doctor and/or dentist. I called and texted my husband but didn't hear back from him for a couple of hours so I decided on my own that I would take him to the doctor because I was afraid his lip might need to be stitched. I was also worried about his tooth because he kept saying it hurt but it wasn't bleeding. By the time, my husband got back to me I was on my way to the doctor and he didn't think it was necessary.
A Mother's Intuition is an amazing thing! The doctor actually saw us rather quickly and said that they don't normally suture on the inside of the mouth but he would definitely need antibiotics. Thank goodness I took him! For a few days after, I kept asking about his tooth but all he kept saying was that it was loose and it was going to fall out. He was so excited.
Last weekend, we were getting ready to go have the kids pictures made and I took a look at Mason and noticed that the tooth looked different. It was a little bit gray. I knew then that he was going to have to have it removed. We made it through pictures and I don't think you will be able to tell in the professional shots but we haven't seen those yet.

On Monday, I called the dentist and set up an appointment for yesterday. I swear by the time I got him to the dentist yesterday afternoon the tooth was a silver color and after we had been at the dentist for about 20 minutes it was five shades darker than that. The dentist explained what I already knew. The root had been damaged and died so the tooth needed to come out. His permanent teeth are still too far up so they wouldn't have pushed the baby tooth out in time.
They started the gas on him and I was a little worried because what if he didn't understand what numb meant and they hurt him somehow because he wasn't numb enough. However, we knew he was ready when he asked me why I had four legs. The whole extraction only took about two minutes and WOW! The size of the tooth is amazing. Since it was a baby tooth and the permanent tooth had not started to descend, the root of the tooth was still intact and had not been absorbed. It looked disgusting and I was so glad to have it out of his mouth. He was a rockstar and never cried and still hasn't complained about it hurting. He went right back to school today as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't the way I had envisioned him losing his first tooth but he thinks it is the coolest story and one day it will be an awesome story for him to tell his children. I'm so glad that the "mother's intuition" kicked in and helped me to keep an eye on things so I would know when something was wrong. And because of that, I have one snaggletoothed, happy little boy.