The elusive ENT

So today we finally got to see the ENT. Now, to me, ENT is a short form for Star Trek: Enterprise, used to differentiate it from TOS (The Original Series), TNG (The Next Generation), DS9 (Deep Space Nine), and VOY (Voyager). In this case, however, we're talking about an Ear, Nose and Throat doctor.

We've been waiting for an referral for this guy since William was less than a week old. For those of you who haven't been keeping track, little Will turns 5 weeks old tommorrow. At first we were desperate to see him because William couldn't breastfeed properly because of his tongue tie. But William got tired of waiting for some doctor to cut his tongue and learned to breastfeed all by himself.

So we went in today to get him checked out anyway. Who knows, thought I, this whole tongue tie thing could give him a speech impediment, or ruin his teeth, or make him a laughing stock. We had an appointment at 8:50, ten minutes before the clinic opens. (Yes, I know. Huh?) Anyhoo I filled out a ten second survey for my son, in which most of the answers were either "No", or "I don't know, he's just a baby". Then we went in to see the doctor.

The doctor stuck his finger in William's mouth and declared his tongue tie "not that bad" and said we don't have to cut it. The End.