You know you are the parent of a kid with medical issues when you freak out about your child loosing a tooth rather than being excited.
Saturday morning my husband woke me up to look at Evan's mouth which was missing a tooth. My mind immediately jumped to the worst possibility, that Evan had been goofing off and had somehow knocked his tooth out. I was already mentally planning a trip to the dentist and all the hassle that would be involved with getting him a spacer and so on. Luckily I had enough sense to call my mom and see how old I was when I lost my first tooth before I called a dentist. The lack of blood and mouth trauma also helped calm me down.