I thank God for being with him that day as it could have been SO much worse than what it was. He could be paralyzed right now.
His friend and his friend's dad were able to get the tooth, and the dentist was able to stick it back in. Noah was WAY better at handling this whole mess than I was. I was a wreck. I probably said a few things that I shouldn't have. (O.k. make that definitely!), but I was scared, nervous, and shocked. Our regular dentist was away on vacation, and the dentist that helped out was wonderful. He really put me in my place. When I walked into the room with Noah he said to me, "Mom, either get yourself together, or get out!" Of course, I pulled it together!
Fingers crossed that said tooth stays in!
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