Soooo, back in March Operation Million Dollar Smile began. For those of you too lazy to click, The Kid got braces, they pulled out some teeth to make room for other teeth.
After what seemed like countless trips to the orthodontist, he informed us that the teeth that where supposed to fill the gaps in his head were only working on one side.
Oh Christ, what does that mean?
He went on to describe a procedure where they slice open the gum and expose the tooth, gag, so that he can attach a bracket. Therefore making it easier to line up the tooth as it should be.
Long story short, 2 weeks ago the boy goes to his dentist, he exposes the tooth, we then go next door to the orthodontist who attaches the bracket and then tells us he wants to see the boy in a week.
Yesterday we go in for the follow up appointment only to be told that the exposure is wrong. It's his jaw bone you can see and the tooth is actually BEHIND his other teeth on the palette!
I think my face must have said, 'You Must Be Joking I'm Going to Kill You Now!' Because he immediately called the dentist and the boy went next door to have this debacle fixed.
Six shots of Novocain later the dentist has removed the bracket, stitched up the boy's gum, and cut open the roof of his mouth so we can return to the orthodontist to have a bracket put on.
Seriously, I felt faint....
He was thoroughly pissed by the time we got home yesterday, not that I blame him. I told him he would thank me eventually.
He shot me a dirty look which I'm pretty sure would've been followed by a string of profanities if his mouth hadn't been full of gauze.