Thursday, November 6, 2014

I blog because I like talking to myself...

yeah that's it ;)

Na, I just need to share my excitement with someone... or nobody at all. I do miss the old days of blogger...before facebook ruined us all.

Bathroom update: Looks like all the tile is up and tomorrow they will begin grouting. We're all so eager to try out our new bathtub. I haven't had a bath in so long. The sooner I can stop using our "blue" bath shower the more relieved I'll be. As the last vestige of 1966 era tile work in the home, I'm constantly afraid the children will yank a towel rack off the "blue" bath wall as well. They just can't seem to not grab onto those things. This evening one of them was caught using the towel rack as a grab bar to climb onto the trash can in order to turn on the light. Usually we have these neat little light switch extenders on the switch so they can reach, but not in the "blue" bath, which they usually don't use. I don't think it's irrational to fear they could cause more irreparable damage to the integrity of the current tile finish, and destroy another bathroom in the house. As you can guess we're not installing anything that could be yanked off the wall into the new bathroom. Even the toilet paper holder is going to be freestanding. Anyone who moves in after we're done here can install anything they like (provided they buy the place).

Oral Surgery Update: With just a week to go before our next appointment with the Oral surgeon, my cold feet were beginning to freeze. After some research I learned that it's not always necessary to pull fused teeth. While a rare occurrence, in cleft affected individuals it can be much more common. There were a few research articles, mainly case studies, describing the successful sectioning and modification of a central incisor which has a supernumerary (extra) tooth fused to it. At our first consultation our Surgeon had stated his plan for a possible fusion would be complete extraction to follow up with an implant in a few years, the logistics for which would probably be a nightmare given our the possibility we won't even be living here in a few years. After explaining all this to my son (minus the logistical complications of course), he indicated he didn't want his whole tooth pulled and would rather keep his real tooth than have to have a fake one later. So over the last few days I've been tearing apart my bags trying to find the doctor's business card so I could contact him about our concerns ahead of time.

Serendipitously, a phone call this evening from the Oral Surgeon has brought us great relief. He wanted us to arrive earlier than scheduled so they can do a Com Beam CT scan to determine the exact status of teeth in question. This timely call was heaven sent, allowing me to express my son's wishes and getting a better understanding of all our feared unknowns. I can't explain how much better I feel about this up coming appointment.

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