Well I wish I could say that Jack surprised me and did awesome for his first dentist visit but the truth is, well…it didn’t go as planned.
This is a new dentist office for us since we recently moved. Layla was sad that she wouldn’t get to see our friend, Dr. Abby, but she perked up after seeing that the new place is geared towards kids. They had a cute aquarium and a couple of old school arcade games. It took a lot of restraint not to push them out of the way and let Mommy show them how it’s done. Watching a 2 year old play Pac Man is torture.
Of course we arrived a couple of minutes late but we were still 20 minutes early for our 10:00 appointment time. I knew I’d have to fill out paperwork but apparently this office needs more than just a few signatures. It took me almost 40 minutes to fill out the paperwork for both kids which almost makes me hate becoming a new patient of ANY practice as much as I hate going to the post office. Why so many forms? Why do I have to fill out the EXACT same freaking information for both of my kids?! Why are things so inefficient everywhere I go?! The world may never know.
So after waiting an eternity we finally get back to our chair. The kids were actually great during their wait and seemed excited about getting their teeth cleaned and check. Layla went first to show Jack how easy and fun it was. He watched her with a smile on his face and climbed right up into the chair when it was his turn.
He wore the glasses like a boss and let the dental assistant count his teeth, put the bib on him and scrub with some gauze to get him used to texture. All smiles!
And then things came to a screeching stop when she pulled out the tooth polishing tool that makes a vroooooom sound. You are going to put THAT in my MOUTH?!
Nope. See how tightly his lips are clenched in the picture below? That’s how they stayed until we were safely in our van after the appointment. No teeth were polished. No fluoride was given.
Layla was SO sweet and trying to be helpful by holding his chin and head to the cold plastic chair while the dentist came in and tried to take a peek. Obviously that didn’t go over well so we set Jack on my lap so we could make sure things looked OK and there were no cavities. That’s when it happened-
My son BIT the dentist.
I was horrified. I gave birth to a little hell raiser. He’s out of control and I’m sure there is a nice big note in bold, red letters in his file.
We have a biter. I have no idea what to do about it. I can only pray everyday for the next 6 months that he will allow the dentist to take a look in there without trying to take off an appendage. Are his teeth healthy? 99% sure they are. Will we go back in 6 months? Absolutely. Will he get kicked out of the practice for biting again? Don’t rule it out.