A Happy Day Turned Tragic

After our snow fun and some lunch, Abby and I were in the living room decorating the Christmas tree. I had it pulled out from the wall so I could get the lights all the way around the tree. Abby was behind the tree looking out the window and twirling (in her new Snow White dress), when I heard her fall and then start to cry. And then I saw the blood.

Oh, no! I hoped it wasn't her teeth again. I took her to the kitchen to get a better look. The wailing was in full force now. Billy came down the stairs (he was working from home because of the snow) and got a good look at all the blood and determined her top tooth had pierced her bottom lip from the inside out. Ouch! The crying was reaching epic proportions.

We quickly got ready to visit the ER. On the way, Abby fell asleep (it was only a ten minute drive). Yes, it's good to know she can sleep through her pain. Aunt Kathy would be proud! It was, after all, past her nap time and she was worn out from the trauma.

She stayed asleep when we took her out of the car, as we gave her information to the receptionist, through the long wait in the WAITING room, and through the initial exam by the intern doctor. At one point, one of the nurses thought she might have a concusion because she was so out. But, that was not the case. She even slept through what felt like a tornado coming towards the hospital but we figured out later must have been a helicopter taking off above the ER.

She finally woke up about 2 hours later (normal nap time) when the doctor was exaiming her and saying that the outside of her lip would only need to be glued and the inside would heal nicely on its own.

Then came Abby's favorite part. And the part that she tells everyone who asks her about the ordeal. "The doctor says I have to have popsicles and jello to eat!" Yeah! What a happy ending!

Here she is all ready for school the next day.