It’s official: Dentists are dead to me.
I was pretty sure that we were coming to this when I had that fateful dentist appointment a couple of years ago.
But this? This takes the cake.
And frosts it with cavities.
Poor Sweetgirl. We have just returned from her semi-annual dentist check up. She’s had a stellar report each time that we’ve gone. We brush. We swish. We don’t floss. But, hey, we don’t live on candy around here, either. Neither child drinks the usual suspects for cavity inducing liquids.
So, we expected a great report again.
Sweetboy had just gotten a great report again, moments before.
And, Sweetgirl has the cutest little pearly whites I think I’ve ever seen! And I’m only mostly biased.
Apparently though, she did not get my healthy toother genes.
Dang.
She bravely marched into the x-ray chair for the very first time this morning, all smiles and cute little pearly teeth. She opened wide and allowed the hygienist to arrange the spacer thingy in her mouth for the optimal viewing of her tiny teeth. She held still.
SHE HELD STILL!
It was for five seconds, but PEOPLE! She did it!
We returned to our room and she hopped up into the pink (coral) chair to pick out her prize from the revered Prize Box.
Not so fast there, missy.
“Oh, Sweetgirl, you have some boo-boos on your teeth,” the Dentist said in his adorable Argentinian accent. (I may give him a few extra points for delivering such devastating news in such a pleasant way. MAY.)
I immediately jumped out of my seat. “What kind of boo-boos?”
“She haas seeex cavities on her lowers teeth,” he calmly said.
Sweetboy said, “OH NO!”
I said “HOW MUCH?”
Sweetgirl said, “But, is the medicine to fix them PINK?”
I kid you not.
In that order.
He then gently explained that this will require two separate visits, laughing gas, Novocaine, and a viewing of Frozen.
I asked him if he could pass some of that laughing gas to me.
He was not amused.
Or, surprised.
So, clearly, I am going to have to pray about my stinky attitude toward all Dentists who are not from Argentina.
I’ll do that while I’m at the drugstore trying to find children’s dental floss. That’s pink.
Yes indeedy.
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Sorry to hear that! If it makes you feel better, Charlie has two cavities…and we live with a dentist! 😉
My Kate just had two cavaties, too. We did the laughing gas thing, but I will never do it again. Scared the dickens out of me. Even worse than the dentist.
Oh and we use the flossers in a bag for my kids who like to gag if I try to floss their teeth with regular floss. I think they come in princess shapes 🙂
Yuck yuck yuck! I hope that her appointments are quick and simple for you both.
I can totally relate! Uggh
Maybe it would be easier on me if all dentist medicines & fixes came in pink… instead of me shelling out GREEN 😦
I don’t get why they fill cavities on baby teeth… they’re falling out anyways 🙂 My logic.