Bear with me - it's been an exhausting day - not only did I have the drama with ds, I also had dd1 at home / appt at fracture clinic in the pm with a suspected broken elbow. Anyhow... this morning school rang to tell me that ds (6) had fallen over in the playground and chipped a baby tooth but was 'absolutely fine' although there was a lot of bruising. They made a point of saying that a TA who used to be a dental nurse had a good look, with latex gloves and all, and that it was just a baby tooth and all was ok but I might like to make an appt with the dentist just to have him checked, which was why they'd rung me.
As I was about to take dd1 to the fracture clinic I was happy to hear I didn't need to pick ds up and that it was just a baby tooth, all fine etc.
Fast forward to this afternoon ... I picked ds up and was horrified by what I saw. The side of ds's face was really smashed up. 4 teeth had been moved out of position, including his two permanent incisors, one of which was chipped. He had been told they were baby teeth and had been wobbling them all day. I rang the dentist whilst I was still in the playground, hurried home to get the car and floored it to the dentist. The dentist removed, under local anaesthetic, a milk tooth that had been completely pushed out of position. He x-rayed the permanent teeth and said that ds had been extremely lucky as the roots are still growing and that it would have been a completely different story if he'd been 11 instead of 6. Hopefully the teeth will move into their normal positions again, and the chipped corner can be repaired.
I cried in the waiting room when telling the receptionist what had happened, and I cried again in the surgery - it was just such an awful mess, and ds had the most gorgeous, even teeth.
They were all aghast that school didn't think it was serious.
Ds's (trainee) teacher even said he had to do PE, despite ds protesting that he might fall and hurt his face . Thankfully a TA stepped in and said he shouldn't do PE. He had no painkillers and was unable to eat his school lunch - unsurprising considering he needs to be on custard etc only for a week, according to the dentist. He couldn't even close his mouth properly because of the way his teeth had been moved.
Dh is absolutely livid and has written a very angry email to the head. It's all very difficult for me as it is a tiny school and I have very friendly relationships with the people involved - but I was just utterly aghast when I saw ds and his poor teeth. I feel rotten - I should have gone in. But the TA I spoke to was so insistent that 'all was fine'