3 days ago · Life · 0 comments

This week, we progressed the slow running drama of my youngest’s toof. Avid readers of alicebartlett.co.uk/blog will recall when he got his first tooth (very early), and then the rest came in, and then when they started to fall out in a weird order about a year ago. Well, 6 months of waiting for the thing that pushed out that top tooth to emerge, it turned out it was a “supernumerary tooth” - ie one that isn’t supposed to be there, or anywhere in his mouth. This week he went down to the specialist NHS children’s dentist (where all the dentists have those jazzy hats on) to have it removed. The way they do this, is you get a nose mask that pushes NO2 into your nose, and you have to breathe only through your nose, with your mouth wide open so the dentist can get to work. For a laugh, why don’t you try opening your mouth as wide as possible and then breathing only through your nose. Not easy! Not easy for a five year old! My guy has been practicing this a lot over the last few weeks. I…

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