It wasn't totally easy. The helper who I love took his blood pressure. She was supposed to leave the cuff on, but he didn't want it on and so she took it off. She gave him a q-tip with the cherry numbing stuff on it and he held it. I saw him start to put it toward his mouth and he touched it to his tongue as I said, "Don't put that in your mouth." My words and the numbing feeling weren't good and he cried and wanted water to get the taste out. He had water and then wanted to switch seats. So he moved to the seat where customers usually sit and I moved to the seat on the side of the room. When the dentist came in, the helper explained what happened that had caused the crying. We then were ready to begin the work. He wanted to sit by himself and so we tried that, but he wouldn't let them put the numbing stuff on his tooth and started moving. I asked if he could sit on my lap and so we tried that. I know this sounds horrible, but I helped to hold him while they did what they needed to do, holding head still and trying to keep his legs from knocking down the instrument table and people. One helper also helped to hold a leg that got loose as she continued to try to give the dentist whatever tool she needed and also use the liquid sucker instrument. Another helper talked gently into his ear reminding him of ice cream and saying things to try to comfort him. I don't even remember what I had tried to say, but decided to be quiet as there was enough going on. During one moment, I asked the dentist if she was okay and she said she was fine. I was relieved that she was okay to keep working and just get that tooth out, even though it was this hard. I would have hated to stop at that point only to have to do it again another time! He screamed when the numbing stuff was smeared on and especially when he got the shot to numb his tooth. He was still very upset when the dentist was working to pull the tooth, though it was done VERY quickly. When it was out, the dentist said it was all done. I no longer held him, but tried to comfort him.
I nursed his bloody numb mouth for just a few moments and then he didn't want to nurse, but was so upset. That is when he was free to move and he needed to thrash around. There was concern from the helper that he might hurt his head on the chair and so I moved to the floor and let him stand and tried to comfort him there. He began to move in upsetness again and I sat indian style and tried to comfort him or just Be there with him letting him get out what he needed to. But the dentist started to yell at him to "stop it now" - and I think she truly just didn't know what to do and maybe thought that would help or isn't used to that much upsetness being allowed and most of all she probably didn't want him to hurt himself or her equipment in the small room - and I did get that and immediately and simply asked if she wanted me to take him outside. She agreed and as I picked Kanoa up into my arms he began to relax. Perhaps the act of standing up and holding him was comforting (and I should have realized that as I know this about him but forgot in that moment) and as we were heading out of the room Jim and the kids were there and I asked Jim to get our stuff and I went out the exit doors that the helper opened for us right to the sunshine. The dentist came outside and the helper and they sat on the steps and we briefly talked. She told me that I did great in handling it and that she agreed with my concerns regarding safety of anesthesia. I asked a question about how to care for the missing tooth area and the healing process. Jim got the how to care for him paper and she said she'd bill us and that if we ever needed her services again to let her know. I asked her if we could take the tooth home and she said it was full of bacteria, but we could take a picture of it. Jim went back in to take a picture of the tooth. I would have spoken to her more about WHY we couldn't take the tooth home, but Kanoa started to want to go to the car and that took my attention. I gave the dentist and one of the helpers a hug and thanked them again and off to the van we went. On to get ice cream!! We brought our pictures of the ice cream dishes we drew with us. Phew!!!! A zillion times phew!!! So glad that was over with. My stomach was in such knots in the morning and I ended up with a headache till the next morning. I wonder how Kanoa felt as he isn't able to say how he feels very much. I know some three year olds could, but Kanoa is Kanoa and doesn't express himself as clearly or as much as others might. So, I wonder how he was feeling beforehand and during and after. Oh...and with the mouth opener, they used it when they needed it, but took it out when they didn't HAVE to use it as they could see that was difficult for him. I was grateful that they really paid attention to what worked and didn't work for him. I would recommend that dentist to someone for sure! They made this experience pretty darn good in spite of it not being easy for Kanoa. I am grateful. |
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