Posted by
Madeline's Dad on Wednesday, May 21, 2008 6:59:17 PM
So we had an appointment with the dentist for the Little Duper. She's a big fan of milk (like downing gallons of it each day, it seems), which I think has translated into her amazing height. The kid is barely 2 1/2, and she's just under 39 inches tall. She towers over the other kids her age, as well as the kids older than her. I'm betting she's gonna be a six-footer for sure. Anyway, she drinks milk at night, which we found out is a no-no, as it's bad to have that on her teeth overnight.
So Duper had an appointment to have the dentist fix her teeth. She also has a little gap in between her front chompers, with a "flap" of skin that needed removing. So we figured we get that all done at once. Her dentist has a supe neat office for kids. It's very jungle-like, with stuffed animals everywhere, and random animal noises coming from hidden speakers in the walls. Much cooler than any dentist office I ever went into as a kid, let me tell you.
They got her all ready to go for her procedure, which consisted of her downing a little "shot" of medicine that would help her to forget her visit there, followed by some novacaine (or whatever it is they use for numbing these days). The office has a flat panel TV screen above the chair, and she got to watch "Finding Nemo" while they worked on her. The dentist told us to try and not speak, as hearing our voices might pull her out of her "fog" that they had induced. She's not a big fan of being held down, of having her head played with, but she did ok with that. Everything went about as I expected, with her being more scared and unsure of what was happening. When they got to the "flap", she needed a second shot of novacaine, and was crying out "Daddy! Daddy!" Let me tell you, I've done a lot of hard things in my life, and have had some bad injuries myself.
Nothing compares to hearing your baby girl crying out for you, and you can't do anything about it to make the pain go away.
The dentist finished up, and we finally got to talk to her, and to hold her. She did great, will feel much better, and it's all behind us. We came home, lounged on the couch, and Mr. and Mrs. Geno came over to help out. She's now sleeping, finally. Hopefully she wakes up with no memory of what happened, and a happy mouth. The fetching Mrs. P did a great job keeping a stiff upper lip, and was very brave as her little girl was getting worked on. Well done, Mom!