Namine’s yearly appointment with her cranial-facial doctor was bittersweet; he’s retiring, so today we said goodbye.
Namine had a dental checkup today. The time for her jaw expansion draws ever closer, but not as close as we thought.
Every year since Namine was four, we get these memories that show up in our “On This Day” Facebook feed. The memory in question is about us pulling here out of school.
Namine had a dentist appointment today, and it was a doozy.
With all the craziness lately, I never wrote about Namine’s most recent trip to the dentist last month. Some pretty important points were discussed.
Namine had an appointment in the dental clinic the other day. We have some hard decisions ahead of us.
Having Pierre Robin Sequence, Namine sees a dentist at the hospital. She used to be afraid of the dentist, but that seems to be well in the past — I suspect her comfort in taking care of her teeth helps play a part. As for the appointment itself, it went without surprise or fanfare. Namine has no more cavities than she did last time, and will likely lose at least four more baby teeth that are already loose within the next six months.
Thanks to the awesome folks over at Pierre Robin Sequence Foundation for including Namine in one of their promotional images.
Tonight, while Namine was brushing her teeth, I noticed that she didn’t turn the electric toothbrush on. Not only that, but she was wincing. After she was done, I took the toothbrush to do a once-over like I always do after she’s done. She told me, “Don’t brush my teeth, Daddy! My teeth hurt!”
I don’t know if this really qualifies as a blog post, as it’s more of just rambling. But I’ve been reading up on Pierre Robin Sequence a bit more lately, in light of Namine’s prosthetic (with which she’s doing superbly well, by the way) as well as the search for comfortable glasses (on which I will write more later).