Millie has been to the dentist 2X every year since she sprouted teeth, so you'd think she'd know the drill by now. That girlie has never had a cavity, but she's had braces and just had to have oral surgery to have her wisdom teeth out. Guess she shouldn't have been such a smart mouth...
An inconvenient tooth?
Actually, there were four of 'em.
Hmmmm... I wonder what the Tooth Fairy's going rate is these days.
Our orthodontist and our family dentist referred us to a well-respected oral surgeon in our area. When we met him I must admit that he seemed a little moody. We asked the doc if he was okay, then he explained that he always looks down in the mouth. He went on to tell us that he was voted "The Dentist of the Year," but all he got was a little plaque.
Okay, okay. These puns are worse than the pain Millie had to endure. Perhaps a little lidocaine might help.
Extraction Day was scheduled for the day after Christmas -- Ho! Ho! Ho! We arrived at the doc's office early, and expected to be there for about 45 minutes. Things didn't go quite as planned -- our daughter is a litter higher maintenance, it seems! It's safe to say this visit was like pulling teeth. The procedure took at least 45 minutes longer than anticipated. The doctor had to break up two of the four teeth into very small pieces in order to easily remove them.
It's advisable to have a doctor with a good sense of humor to keep his patients in stitches...
Millie Girl is a trooper. No complaints. No drama. Just lots of wisdom.
Here's a SnapChat photo that was sent while Millie was still comfortably numb. She was all smiles; however, our girlie wasn't smiling quite so much on days two and three.
Wanna see what's on the menu for the next few days?
This is definitely cheesier than my bad puns.
