Two weeks ago Madelyn was practicing riding her bike and face planted. The poor kids scraped her lip up pretty good and fractured one of her teeth. Of course this happened on a Saturday and none of the dentists that took our insurance (and had giggling gas) were open. So she got to hang out all weekend with one of her teeth half cracked off. Luckily it didn't seem to hurt her much. She got to eat a lot of popsicles and smoothies.
On Monday I called a bazillion dentists and finally found one that could get us in. They said they might not be able to take the tooth out that day but they were willing to look at it. We went in and they took Madelyn back. About 15 minutes later the dental hygienist came out and said they had her under the nitrous gas and were taking the tooth out immediately. I'm glad they agreed that it was a bad crack. Especially because we were supposed to be flying out to the Oregon coast two days later.
Madelyn was a trooper through the whole thing. She said she didn't care about her tooth coming out because her brain was asleep and she got to watch Kung Foo Panda. Sounds pretty good to me!
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