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Snaggletooth Packs His Bags

Andrew had a fall last Thursday, which changed how his teeth look. He was climbing in the snack cabinet to get Lemon Heads (no surprise to those who know him). He fell and bumped his teeth on the bar stool. There was hardly any blood, but it hurt. The impact of the fall pushed two of his teeth up into his gums and one out toward his lip.


I took him to the dentist the next day just to be safe, and regretted my visit. I spent two hours at the dentist office (and I don't know how much $ yet) just for them to tell me what I had already guessed--no major damage. His permanent teeth forming above seem to have avoided injury. The roots of his baby teeth are fine. Over the next few months, the teeth that were pushed up into his gums will re-erupt.
So, that was just one little adventure to add to the many we have had in the past few weeks. I do have a question for my dental friends . . . Andrew saw a dentist that he has not seen before. This guy is new, and I'm not a big fan. Andrew already has a check-up appointment set up this summer with his usual dentist, but the new guy wants me to bring him into the office in May just to check for possible infection from the injury. Do you think this guy is just trying to squeeze a little more money out of me? I don't think the extra visit is necessary because I feel like I can keep an eye on Andrew and I would know if something looked weird. Let me know what you think.
Here's another interesting thing about Andrew. Since he could walk, he has been into gathering and organizing things. He is constantly grouping items into categories and he knows when something is missing. It drives him crazy if he can't find "the yellow bouncy ball" or "the heart book" or "the little bear." Over the last few months, he has been packing bags.
When I got out of the shower this morning, I came downstairs to this:
He had lined up all of his "packed bags." Each bag has certain things in it . . . books, mittens, toys. He knows which bag has which things and how many things are in each one. This morning I found one of his little board books. He said, "Oh, good, Mom. Now I can pack that book. He carried it over to "the Ricky Bag" (which is the pink and purple backpack--I don't know why it is called "The Ricky Bag") and put it in there. I peeked inside the bag, and sure enough, it was full of other little board books. I think he is a little crazy in this way but it is good for his math skills.
This morning, I had him count his bags for me just to see if he could do it. From a little boy who will not turn 3 until May, I expected, "One, two, three, three, eight, nine, ten." But, this is what he did:
I quickly got out the camera to film him. I didn't coach him on this, and to be honest, I don't even think I have taught him how to count. He must have picked it up from the older kids. Maybe I should start teaching him multiplication. Forget multiplication, I'll move straight to quantum physics.

Comments

Angie said…
That's some impressive counting.

We had a tooth trauma a few years ago. I think they said the big sign of something wrong would be a bubble of some sort on the gums. I think if you just keep an eye on it, you should be ok until summer. Although, Robert got an infection in his tooth as a teenager and had to have teeth pulled and a bridge put in his mouth. Much more expensive than a follow-up visit.
Chelsey said…
I'll ask Brad. He's not home yet so I'll get back to you tomorrow. It does seem like what you said sounds right. Hopefully you only got charged for x-rays and a Dr. exam. Really, what a shame we're not closer.
Chelsey said…
I asked Brad and he said that there probably is no need for Andrew to go back to this dentist if you have an appointment with the other doctor in June vs. May but that this check-up is necessary as you wouldn't necessarily be able to see the decay if there were some. Call us and he'll talk with you about it if you want. He's usually home by 7:00 our time.
Who's the new dentist? You can email me if you don't want to put his name on your blog. Lauren saw a pediatric dentist in Coralville and I liked him okay but he was A LOT of money and I felt like they weren't honest in their billing and pricing and we called them on it twice and they returned money to us after we complained about being charged more than they promised us we would need to pay. We told them we wanted our x-rays and we would take them to another dentist but they didn't want to see that happen. They said that what they showed us were estimates but they specifically called our insurance about our case and then gave us a quote on how much it would be. Then they tried to charge us more because they said our ins. didn't cover all of it. I was really annoyed by all of it.
I spoke with another dentist in the area and he said that if they have been operating in the area for awhile (which they had) then they know pretty well what is and what isn't covered and they can be pretty darn accurate and them saying it is just an estimate is kind of a crock.
I hope his teeth are okay! kids can sure be expensive!

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