Today was D-Day…Dentist Day! Nick went at 8.30 to have his stitches removed, and came back looking reasonably unpained, with an antiseptic paste that had been applied to the wound – I couldn’t see anything of the hole because of that. There are bits of bone sticking out of the side of the gum, and Steve said it’s where the jaw was splintered when the tooth was pulled – those will wear off in time. Then it was my turn at 11.30. I needed more work done on the broken tooth on the top left, which had started getting sensitive again. I was convinced that the tooth had already been root-filled, but the dentist said no. This is the unfortunate part of island dentistry – he is the third dentist to work on this tooth in almost as many months, and he leaves on Sunday!
Aaron managed to cut his lip on Nick’s razor – he was experimenting with it, I suppose, and dragged the very sharp triple-blade over his lip, giving himself three very clean cuts, which started bleeding quite quickly. Nick stuck toilet paper over the wound, and then we let the boys watch a DVD – that’s sort of a house rule, that if there’s a wound with blood, the boys get to watch something!
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