There really is a tooth fairy!
I had quite a traumatic day yesterday. I don’t like to use words like ‘traumatic’ because generally it’s usually not that bad! But on the scale of things I like to do with my life, this is not one of them: I had a back tooth removed. Now without giving you too much graphic detail, this tooth had been filled 3 times at the last 3 appointments, the last filling was so deep I needed 2 injections and it still didn’t fill the hole! It was in an awkward place next to my wisdom tooth, and has been causing me a lot of pain since Christmas.
As a believer in the law of attraction, I’ve tried endlessly to believe my tooth was better, that I don’t really feel the pain, but it’s been so bad I couldn’t use mind over matter with this problem, I decided to do some research on sites like http://www.bpidental.co.uk/ and I discovered I would have to have it removed. Anyway, at least 6 injections into my mouth yesterday, as the dentist couldn’t get the blasted thing numb enough, a bit of gas and air (which was lovely!) the tooth was finally removed, but to find a hole in my wisdom tooth. Oh the joy! This now has to be removed. Now, I’m petrified of the dentist. My heart was physically pumping out of my chest yesterday, I could have thrown up. It stems from a bad child experience, which one day I’ll tell you about. But today I want to tell you that the tooth fairy came!
Lexi (my 6 year old) wanted to know what had happened to my tooth. I explained the dentist had to keep it, not actually thinking she would want to see it. But then she said, ‘so does that mean the tooth fairy won’t come’. Aw bless her, I said, ‘well the tooth fairy doesn’t usually come to adults’. Gabriella (who is 4 years old) piped up, ‘the tooth fairy can’t see adders … addicts, can she mummy?’ So after a little conversation about whether it’s Tinkerbell that comes or ‘Holly’ and’ Nanny Plum’ from Ben and Holly, Lexi decided to write the tooth fairy a note.
I felt so lucky this morning, when the tooth fairy had kindly replied, with a £1 each for the girls to spend on their mummy 😉
They were buzzing.
So was I, can’t wait for my treat, after both my girls told me I was very brave. And I love the fact that my girls made what started off as a ‘traumatic’ day into a memorable moment that I’ll cherish for ever 🙂