A couple of nights ago I went in to tuck Nicholas in and kiss him goodnight. He was lying on his stomach with his face turned to the pillow, so naturally I bent to kiss the back of his head. At which precise moment, not knowing I was behind him, he raised his head sharply, and bashed it right into my front teeth.
To make a long and painful story short, I went to the dentist today for x-rays, and he said that the tooth had not actually been displaced and that the feeling of looseness should firm up on its own within the next several days, but that there's a good chance the nerve has been injured, and that if the tooth starts to die I -- *shudder* -- may have to have a root canal.
I am praying that the nerves will heal and that I won't have to go through this. But if it should turn out that the tooth does start turning grey... I think I would really like to hear some good root canal stories just about now.
You know, things like, "I was terrified of having a root canal, but it turned out not to be as bad as I'd thought." Or, "No worries, dental science has advanced a lot in the last few years, and root canals really aren't that bad anymore." No horror stories, please. I understand the impulse to tell the most alarming and grotesque possible story whenever anything medical comes up, but have a heart, OK?
*probes loose tooth gingerly with tongue* Man, kids' skulls are hard.