The Giant Teddy Bear

Yesterday my little lady and I set the alarm clock for a ridiculous hour and set off for the hospital before the sun was even thinking about coming up.  Right before the swallowing fiasco and the feeding tube, she fell at school.  The new classroom didn't have the aide with her like they were supposed to and she was running and she fell...right on her face.  The teacher called me and told me that she fell and she was fine.  She then mentioned that she was bleeding a little.  So I went to the school thinking that I was going to kiss some boo boos.  What I found was that she had broken her front two teeth and continued to bleed from her nose and from her mouth.  So needless to say, we rushed to the ER.  After checking her out, they felt that she could wait to see the hospital dentist.  So we made an appointment to have them repaired...but then before the surgery appointment, she had the trauma of losing the ability to swallow and we had to cancel the appointment.  

We rescheduled her surgery finally for yesterday...at 5:30 am!

Hailey has all of her dentist stuff done at the hospital under sedation.  Technically she can get her teeth cleaned in the office (my mother in law is a dental hygienist) but she won't let anyone near her to fill a cavity...so the hospital it is...and what a wonderful hospital it is!  

We are so in love with this place.  I know that it is not necessarily a good sign that all of the nurses and doctors and receptionists and even the gift store lady know her name and recognize all of us...but when they do things like they did for her yesterday we realize how we don't appreciate them enough.

The child life specialist brought Hailey a movie on a little dvd player while we were registering her...then brought her a giant (and I do mean giant) bear and put it on her hospital bed so that it was there when she got into the room.  Just these small things make her so happy and make her so comfortable...and when she is comfortable, this mama bear is happy!

It is horrible that she has to go but wonderful that the hospital staff makes it so comfortable for her to be there.

This was the first appointment that I sat in the waiting room by myself while she had surgery.  It was pretty scary.  It was so early and my mom was watching the little one and my hubby had to go to school and I just didn't think that it was going to be a big deal...but it was.  I was scared being there alone.

And then I got some bad news.  The dentist came out and let me know that he could repair the teeth on the surface but they needed a specialist to do the root canals because the injury caused so much nerve damage.  Not a good thing.  It took me until 4:30 pm yesterday to find a specialist who would do it in the hospital and take her medi cal and insurance but I found one...so back we go to the same place to do the same procedure in a month or so.

For now though, she has two beautiful front teeth that she thinks are pretty neat...and a giant bear that is sleeping with her next to her giant dora right now.  As long as she is a happy girl, I am a happy mama.