While in Cincinnati, I called the girls and Matt each night to hear about their day, remind them of tomorrow's schedule and say good night to each of them. It was becoming our routine up until my last call on Thursday night. The kids had gone to Kate's after school and I was asking Allison if they had fun over there. She said, "Dad, can I tell her what happened?" I knew right away something was wrong.
Taylor got on the phone and explained that she was riding a Ripstick, hit a crack and fell off face first. She scuffed both knees pretty good, got a good scrape on her chin, was bleeding from her lower lip and gums and knocked 2 brackets right off of her teeth. They were only hanging on because of the wire.
Matt picked her up and went straight to the dentist. CLOSED! He was able to get her in Friday afternoon for x-rays and an exam. Luckily, no damage to her teeth, but we will be seeing the orthodontist Monday morning to get the brackets recemented. The dentist said that the braces most likely saved her teeth from being damaged. We won't be buying a Ripstick anytime soon!
