Last week we hit up the dentist for the Yoy's cleanings.
Big E got an x-ray done to see how things were progressing in his mouth. He's lost a bunch of teeth, but currently there are two giant chiclets spread way apart up top that are screaming ORTHODONTIST! NOW, PLEASE!
I am expecting that my kids' teeth have a date with destiny. And by destiny, I mean long, drawn out years shuttling them to and from the orthodontist every four weeks. I was a braces wearer from 2nd-8th grade. By the grace of g-d, I didn't have to enter high school with metal train tracks across my face.
Everything is fixed now, but my teeth were so gnarly that my doctor used me as a case study for a class he taught at a nearby university.
Dr. H looked at Big E's x-rays and instead of the "looks good, see you in six months," I got the tooth BOMB dropped on me.
1) Big E's upper left lateral tooth hasn't broken through yet, but it will be coming in completely sideways.
2) Big E's upper right lateral tooth hasn't broken through yet either, but is is a miniature tooth and most likely won't be functional.
WHAT IN THE HOLY HELL? HOW WAS I SUPPOSE TO PROCESS THIS, WHEN ALL I COULD ENVISION WAS THIS:
Dr. H maintained it was all fixable, which I was thrilled to hear, we would just be forgoing vacations, cars, and possibly food for the next five-seven years.
The boys and I loaded up in the Avalon, that I will now drive until 2035, and called Mr. Yoy to convey the bad tooth news.
OH, I HAVE THE SAME THING...UP TOP. I HAD THEM BONDED AND YOU CAN'T EVEN TELL.
Um, what? How was this not disclosed to me during our mandated pre-marriage counseling? I married a lawyer, he KNOWS the rules. We had to hash out the number of kids we wanted and if I would continue working or peace-out on the accounting world once the kids arrived.
Why wasn't there an OTHER FREAKY GENETICS COMMENT section?!
He could have owned up to the tiny teeth and I would have come clean about all the tongue webbing on my mom's side of the family (that Little E was born with.)
I'm currently taking recommendations on Orthodontists in the East Cobb/North Atlanta area. It's got to be a good one, because this is going to be one doozy of a case.
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