It’s never a good thing when your husband calls you and says ‘”I’m sick to my stomach” with a long pause.  Many things came to mind…. the kids were in a bus accident, something happened to the house, something happened to someone in our family.  Then he said, “Kevin broke both of his ….”  I didn’t hear what he was saying at first. I thought he was saying Kevin broke both his arms. I imagined a trampoline accident or a bike accident. Then I heard him say the words front teeth are broken. 

I was on my way to my chiropractor because I threw my back out this weekend but thankfully it wasn’t a full blown injury. I called him immediately and continued straight home. I freaked out a little bit. But I wanted to be calm so when I got home my son wouldn’t be scared. 

I got up the stairs and he was sitting in the rocking chair. I wasn’t sure what to expect but his two front teeth were diagonally cut apart. There wasn’t blood everywhere and he wasn’t crying so I felt better. Now it was just about getting him to the dentist right away. My husband called them and they were expecting us. We dropped Adrienne off at my parents’ house and got to the dentist by 5:30. 

After the initial exam and X-rays, numbing gel and Nitrous oxide my son was prepared for the rebuilding. He was happy he could watch Tom and Jerry for a while!  My husband was much more stressed about this. But that is because he lost his two front teeth when he was 17 and remembers the process and was scared for my son to go through it. After the dentist showed us the X-rays and said there is no permanent damage my husband was relieved. I knew that the dentist would do whatever was necessary to help my son so I wasn’t afraid. 

An hour and a half later my son has 2 rebuilt front teeth again and he was back in the pool again with Adrienne when we got home!  

Thank goodness for hair color because I did sprout a few greys with that phone call tonight!  A parents’ job is never dull! (Before)

(After)