***So I just realized that I never posted this from 2013***Better late than never, I suppose....
I cannot believe it has been over a year since I've updated our family blog. I wouldn't say that anything ridiculously out of the ordinary has happened. We have had our ups and downs as all families do, but what doesn't kill you makes your stronger...or a zombie, I guess. (The Walking Dead series has my husband hooked and convinced that the Zombie Apocalypse is closer everyday.)
I suppose the real news to report is that Dannah will be having her two front teeth extracted tomorrow morning. I have so many feelings about this, none of which are very pleasant. No, it's not because her parents failed to provide her good dental hygiene ( in fact, her and her brother and ZERO cavities at their dental check-up last week.) It is the unfortunate result of an injury she sustained last fall.
It was a dark and stormy night...well maybe not THAT dramatic, but scary nonetheless. She and her brother were playing some form of tag and as she rounded the kitchen corner, she slipped and fell, hitting her wide open mouth on the edge of our metal dog crate. The immediate result was a lot of blood and a pretty gnarley gumline around her two front teeth. I have to say, I was quite shocked that her teeth weren't knocked out right then and there. I was an emotional wreck at the time and my best friend Amy, who cannot stand the sight of blood, was the level headed one. (Of course Mitchell was at work). So we kept an eye on it and nothing ever came of it, or so we thought.
So we took the kids to their dental check-up and routine cleaning and the X-rays of Dannah's mouth revealed that she indeed had damage to the roots of those teeth and developed absesses in her two front teeth and they had actually become loose. I would have to say I think I took the news pretty well. It probably helped that I didn't really have any warning and also didn't want to make a fool out of myself in the dentist's office.
So the dentist explained to us that both teeth would need to be pulled and that we shouldn't put it off. So it was scheduled for March 18th. And the next day I get a call that it was going to be moved up to March 5th as the dentist didn't even think it should wait another 13 days. Talk about no time to prepare.
So for the past 6 days I have been in rare form. I am generally not one to get worked up over things such as this---what must be done must be done. I have been careful to choose medical professionals that I trust without the need to second guess, so that is not what I have been worried about. I'm a little embarassed to say, but my sadness is the anticipation of my daughter's fear, pain, discomfort and sadness. I'm sure you can figure out the first three feelings, but the fourth is the crazy one.
I so often find myself putting my self in someone's elses shoes and making decisions based on how I think they will feel. Is this a blessing or a curse? I say it's both. It is easy to be selfish. You only have to worry about yourself. But trying to make one decision in the best interests of 2 people is exhausting I tell you. I am by no means trying to toot my own horn. I try to instill in my children the need to consider the feelings of others when making choices....whether on the playground or in the classroom or just in life in general. Not that we are to be ruled by the reactions of others, but just imagine what life would be like if we lived in a more compassionate and empathetic world.
I pray that my children get to enjoy a world such as this and may actually be world changers....
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