My brave little girl with sprinkles on her mouth! We had a very eventful day this past Monday. But let me back up a bit…when her little baby teeth started to erupt through her gums I noticed that one of her front teeth was coming in miscolored. It was brown. When I first saw it, I freaked out thinking I hadn’t been brushing her teeth good enough. I took her to her pediatrictian and she said not to worry about it until it came further on it because it may just be a small spot. So I waited, watched, and stressed about it. When it finally came all the way in I took her to the dentist. He x-rayed it and said that basically it just never formed correctly from the very beginning. He said it was soft and to just keep and eye on it. He offered to veneer it, but I passed on that. So, that was about a year a year and half ago. I had noticed about 3 weeks ago the the bottom of the “yucky” tooth, as we so lovingly called it, had become slanted with a little crack/split in the middle. I didn’t take her in because I knew we were going to the dentist for a cleaning after Christmas. It thought if it bothers her, I’ll hear about it. And boy, did I ever!! The night after this picture was taken,( this past Saturday) we were brushing her teeth before bed and all of a sudden she screamed and wailed “My toof, my toof, it hurts!” I immediately knew what had happened. That tooth had worn down enough that it was becoming too sensitive. Monday morning I took her to some of our best friends who have an endodontics practice. They x-rayed and said it should probably come out. They sent us to our usual dentist and he took one look for about 5 seconds and said the same thing. Well, I was ready. I had a feeling they were gonna tell me that. So, I said, “ ok lets do it.” They told me they didn’t do that on patients so young. They didn’t have the necessary sedatives for her and that the best place for her was a pediatriac dental practice in Shreveport. Ugh…an hour away. They asked me if I wanted them to make the appt. Of course I let them thinking they would be able to get it sooner than I could. We had stared all this at 8:45 that morning. At this point, it was 10:45. I walked to the front desk and the recptionist looked at me and said, “ they want you there at 2 pm today.” I stood there shocked. I just nodded my head very slowly and sputtered out the word “ok”. As we were heading out the door, they told me she wasn’t to eat or drink anything due to the fact she was going to be sedated. Wonderful. This girl likes her meals and likes them often. I got the boys squared away with some friends ( the endo. friends) and got Jamie form work and we headed to Shreveport with a very hungry girl.
We got the the office with plenty of time to spare (because I’m OCD like that) and she played and I filled out a book of paperwork. They called us back and the new dentist looked and offered other solutions. But we declined and asked for the tooth to be removed. So, they gave her some “relaxation” medicine, which only made her very very talkative and giddy. After waiting 30 minutes for the relaxation to set in they finally let us come back. My big girl climbed right up in the chair and let them administer the happy gas and the numbing shot like it was no big deal. I held her hands and her Daddy stood very quietly behind me holding the wall in place. The dentist came in sat down next to her and told her she was gonna wiggle the tooth out. RA looked and her and nodded her head ok. I saw the pliers and put my head on RA’s legs so I couldn’t see and literally 5 seconds later..it was out. It was all over. My little three year old had just had a tooth pulled and DIDN’T SHED ONE SINGLE TEAR. not one. I did it for her. She was such a big girl. The nurses and dentist went on and on about how great she did. Here’s her new smile:
She does have a budding little sense of humor. When they put the happy gas thingy on her nose, it was red. She pulled it off and said “I wook wike Rudolph!” Then she giggled and giggled which made everyone in the room giggle!
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