It's true they're coming in, but with nowhere to go. My mouth is very small, apparently. So he took an x-ray and we saw them sort of wedged against my molars and pointing sort of at my cheeks, trying to find a way to grow. In this case (which I learned from Dr. Sardi) there is a large chance of infection, meaning my cheeks will swell up and I won't be able to eat.
Having seen this, he scheduled an appointment for THE NEXT MORNING. Which means, I'll have my teeth out, feel awful, not be able to go to Ottawa to see the triplets get baptized, and have the rest of my reading week, what I've been looking forward to since the new year, ruined. They rushed me out of the dentist office so fast that I didn't have time to protest.
So I called my mum on the walk home and cried to her. Thankfully she called back and changed the appointment. But that means that I now have to return to Toronto in a week to get them out, feel like crap for a day, then go back to school. Awesome. I'm not looking forward to that at all, but if it has to be done, what can we do?
Other than that little fiasco today, my reading week has been great thus far.
More updates after it's actually over!
I have a small mouth too! I think we inherited that from the Kirchhoffer side of the family.
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