Message from Bryn

Translation:

Hi Friends. I lost my tooth today. Cheese.

We were just leaving the swimming pool this afternoon. Bryn had her towel wrapped around her and was running to catch up with the other kids when she tripped over her towel and landed face first into the sidewalk. I didn't see everything happen, but I remember the sound, and I knew then that something had happened to a tooth. She stood up with a fat lip and scrapes on her nose and cheek. Her tooth was still in place but as I looked closer I knew it wasn't going to stay that way. On the way home she would say "I got it out, here mom" and I would put my hand back and she would place another piece of her tooth in my hand. Not a fun feeling. Luckily we were able to get her into a Pediatric Dentist within the hour and he pretty much told us, as nicely as he could, that there really wasn't anything that we could do. It looked like the tooth had not only broke off almost flush with the gum line, but it was pushed back up into the gum as well and with that combination there just wasn't enough of a chance for the (remaining) tooth to survive any sort of crown. He referred us to a Oral and Facial surgeon to have the remainder of the tooth extracted and we went straight there. On the ride down the guilt really set in...my beautiful little girl. I know there wasn't much I could have done to prevent this from happening, but isn't it my job as her mom to make sure it doesn't happen? Anyway, we arrived at the surgeon's office and spoke with them for 5 mins then they sent us home because they couldn't use the anesthesia if she had eaten with in the last 6 hours. So, tomorrow morning at 8:30 we take our little girl to have the rest of her front tooth taken out.

I know I am going to hear a lot about her finally fitting in with the locals here in Arkansas, so I'll get that joke out of the way before anyone else tries it. (Truth is that I am a bit sensitive about this topic right now and I don't think I could really handle hearing this joke right now anyway.)

Tonight as I was tucking her in bed I she said she wanted her tooth back to be a tooth. Poor girl. I hope things go well tomorrow. Just makes me a little nervous.

But then again, I was just reading on my cousin's blog about their friend who just lost their 1 year old little boy this week... kinda puts things in perspective... after all, it is just a tooth.