When we returned from France, my mom quickly told us a story about how Jack had a little accident. It was Tuesday evening, June 26th, and Jack was walking around in the kitchen drinking from his sippy cup. He fell over and hit his mouth on the cup, and Grandma realized she couldn't see one of his teeth. After calming him down, she searched around for the tooth but found nothing. There was some blood, but Jack calmed down pretty well, drank his evening bottle fine, and slept through the night wonderfully. Grandma called his doctor that night, and went in to see the nurse practitioner the next day. Beverly went upstairs to talk to the pediatric dentist located in the suite above their office, and he came down to take a peek. He dentist felt around inside Jack's mouth and determined that Jack had pushed the tooth back up into his gum. We didn't know that can happen, but apparently it can. 95% of the time, the tooth reemerges without any problems, but the dentist indicated that we should come back in a month just to be sure everything was ok.
So, two weeks after the accident, I still wasn't seeing any signs of the tooth coming back in, so I called my good friend Ashley (Dr. Killin). She finished pediatric dental school recently, and I wanted to ask some questions and get reassurance that everything was ok. (I'd always intended on Jack seeing Ashley, but he hadn't been to see her yet, so I didn't give my parents any dentist info prior to leaving on vacation.) When I spoke to her, she was super supportive and answered all my questions, but she asked me if they had taken an x-ray. I said I doubted it, as my mom would have told me that, and so she indicated that I should probably bring him by for a quick scan just to be sure everything was where we thought it was, and that no other tooth was damaged.
Today Jack and I went to visit Ashley in Evergreen. We had a nice little visit, and the entire staff at the office was super nice. We started with the x-ray. Normally they would have me hold him, but being pregnant, that was out. Ashley donned the lead blanket, we handed her Jack (I quickly disappeared around the corner so Jack wouldn't be upset seeing me), they put a blanket on Jack, put something in his mouth, and brought the camera close. He tolerated all that GREAT, until Ashley had to hold his head down. She pinned his head so he wouldn't move during the scan, which was all of like 5 seconds, and he whined while fighting against her hand. They took the picture and it was over! He was so good! Then he was free to wander while Ashley and I caught up a bit, and the amazing staff watched over Jack. They totally fell in love with him, as he wandered through their offices, smiling about, playing with bubbles they blew and tried to climb their furniture. He was back in some administrative office for like 10 minutes and when he reemerged, they told me they wanted to keep him there the rest of the day. :) Love that little guy!
So, the big news is that Jack knocked his tooth clean out! Gone! Check it out!
The first question I asked was about spacing and if things would close up on the gap. Ashley assured me that the fang tooth right next door has the longest and strongest root, and it prevents that from happening. With that concern at ease, I really feel this is the best scenario. I don't have to anxiously await the arrival of this tooth a second time, worry about it abscessing as it comes in, or anything else. No other chips or cracks in neighboring teeth, and Ashley took a look at his gums to make sure nothing else was going on. He weathered this storm really well, and he had a relatively nice first dentist visit. At least I think so.
The only bad news is this little guy won't have a tooth there until the adult tooth comes in, which is likely around the age or 6 or 7. Guess he'll just look like a tough little hockey player for the next 5 years. ;)