Poor Tabitha

Wednesday afternoon, Tabitha began complaining of a toothache. My mother examined the tooth in question, and agreed that the tooth appeared loose, but worried that it was also an adult tooth. That evening Tabitha cried through the night.

By Thursday morning, her top lip was so swollen, it nearly touched her nose, and her right cheek was swollen from her lip to her eye. My mother called the emergency dentist, and he sent them to the ER. After being admitted to the hospital, Tabitha had an IV and lots of drugs pumped in her.

They extracted a baby tooth next to the adult tooth, and said there really was no more they could do. The doctors didn't know what was causing the pain and infection, and therefore didn't have a clear idea of how to fix it. She is now home, and antibiotics are helping.

She really wants to show everyone her face, hoping it will help her get on a commercial for the hospital or something so that she can make some extra money--thank you Tabitha for thinking of pocket change while we're all worried about whether your dying! So, I told her I'd share with you instead. If you have a great desire to donate to the Tabitha Fund, that's your own prerogative.

As for me, we're just glad she's home, and hope she continues to get better! Keep her in your prayers.

"Normal" side.

Swollen side (half the size of what it was yesterday afternoon).

Our bruised and battered little girl.

She's very concerned that her smile is now lopsided. 

We're sure she's feeling a lot better by this evening though, as she is downstairs laughing at herself hysterically. 

Oh, Tabitha.