So the year of the V is becoming more like the year of the D-R. Doctors. Although we have had plenty of vomit this year, there have been a lot of other reasons for visits to the doctor as well.
Fair warning for the squeamish -- this involves a mouth injury.
As I left the house this morning to go get N from school and then pick up S and her friend from the farm, I got a panicked call from H, who was home with O, that O had hurt himself and was gushing blood. I got H to calm down enough to explain that I had to get N from the preschool and I'd be back home as soon as I could -- but in the meantime, to give him paper towels and an ice pack.
After practically running across the whole preschool to get N quickly, who wanted to stop and play on the playground for a minute today (but no), we zoomed home and I found O on the couch with paper towels and an ice pack. (Yay for H following instructions!)
The story goes ... as soon as I left, O was running around wildly and charged at H, who instinctively raised his leg/knee to protect his body. At the same moment, O put his head down and kablamo! O's face met H's knee.
H thought he'd knocked O's upper left front adult tooth clean out, but no, it was still there, just jammed back up in his gums pretty far.
I called the dentist who squeezed him in an hour from then.
I drove out to the farm to get the girls and immediately back to the dentist. Thankfully, the teen girls were there to help me with E, N and J in the waiting room, while I went back for O's exam. H and Z stayed home.
An x-ray showed no fracture in O's tooth, probably because it is still developing and the roots aren't fully formed. However, because the roots aren't fully formed, there is a risk that the injury may have killed the nerves in his front teeth. We won't know for a couple weeks -- when we have to go back in.
Ibuprofen should do it for now, though. Nothing too serious. Major bruising though, so his gums are all swollen and purple.
On a separate note, I have my regular checkup at the doctor's this afternoon and Z has his rescheduled orthodontist consultation tomorrow.
But here we are, one week of gluten-free and J's been vomit-free this entire time. Things are looking up there at least.