Fiona had her wisdom teeth out yesterday. Or rather ONE of the teeth. I am so steamed. I didn't feel that I could do anything about this because there have been so many delays and the error by the group home lost us the far more local dentist. This procedure now takes place at a dental school of medicine in the Big City. That is more than an hour away from my home and another 15 or so for the home Fiona lives in. There are many constraints due to Fiona's type of insurance so the group home's error was not one that could easily be resolved. The commute alone worried me. We have had uncooperative winter weather and I worried that they would not get to a pharmacy and get pain meds filled in time before the locals wore off.
I was right about that because they got stuck in traffic after the visit. But it got even worse. The dentist did not expect her jaw bone to be so strong (she is only 22 why would her jaw not be strong?) And the lower tooth cracked coming out and took longer. So they only extracted one tooth and she has to go back next week for more.
I know this needs to be done and I know that people are human and make mistakes. Goddess knows I make my share, but knowing my girl is hurting and feeling in my core that there was a better way just kills me.
I could not talk to her last night because they got home so late and she had the meds at last. I am calling today to see how she is doing.