I would have thought that today would be a better day than yesterday. With the falling down and blood yesterday, things could only go up, right? Apparently, I was wrong. This morning I went into the girls room and noticed H right away. Her lip and face were so swollen, she looked like the boy from the movie Mask. Agh! What the hell….what happened to her in the night and how could I have slept through it?
I panicked of course. I thought at first she had been stung or bitten by something in the night…little spiders can pack an awful punch I hear. So, Benedryl to the rescue. This did nothing. H was still just laying around, not really being her usual lovely, cuddle self. I screwed up my courage and asked to see around her mouth and lip. AGHHHH! It was her tooth. The tooth with the chip that had slightly discouloured had progressed over night to a black, oozing mess in her mouth. A mess that caused massive swelling all over her beautiful little face. Did I mention, AGGGHHH!!
What this means for H, is dental surgery and a big hole in her smile until her adult tooth makes an appearance. This means being put right out, needles and crying. What this means for me is heartache and Ativan! Upon looking in her mouth I calmly walked over to our medicine cupboard and popped a tiny little blue pill under my tougne. Ahhh, that’s better. I feel like Morpheous told me I would go down the rabbit hole if I took the blue pill, but it was worth it. I can be calm about H’s mouth now. I can deal with the phone calls to the surgeons and arranging her penicillin perscription pick up. I can handle just about anything …..other than more blood.
Like E, H is a trooper. She is no where near as upset as I am about this whole experience. She is happily playing ring around the rosie with E. She has her ‘belt’ on (belly dance hip scarf). She ate a good breakfast and seems like she isn’t in any pain. I should learn a lesson or two from the girls. Keep having fun, don’t worry. Just play.
