(sigh)
Our peds dentist is on a leave of absence. His son is having high powered chemo for a relapse.... he's not doing well. So some other guy is taking over the practice for now.
For one...they weren't clear on which teeth to pull. The ortho told me there were 3....the dentist was saying "one of those is already gone." HUH? Nick hasn't had a tooth come out since he first saw the ortho so that was confusing. I made double sure that at the very least they were pulling BABY teeth, not permanent teeth!
Secondly....when KT had to have a tooth pulled a few years back the regular guy
automatically gave her nitrious oxide. Said no point in having kids anxious, b/c then they won't like the dentist ever again. It was safe, easy and calming for her and us.
I mentioned that to them today....giving Nick NO right from the start. They said "we don't do that at first, we see how they're doing and then we decide." I told them I'd rather he just have it (trying not to panic Nick in the process in case they wouldn't give it to him) and they said he's a "big guy, big trooper, strong boy..." they wanted to try it without....
So they start to give him Novacaine and he cries and grabs the dentist's arm.
MOMMA BEAR KICKS IN HERE.
So he got NO. But he was now freaked out and it was pretty stressful for him (he nearly broke my thumb squeezing it) The first syringe of Novacaine didn't touch him at all and when they checked to see he cried out and nearly jumped out of the chair, so they gave him another.
My intent was for him to have NO, and for me to step out of the room at actual tooth pulling time (don't want a mom going down) but after those incidents there was no way I'd leave him. I sat on the stool by his chair with my head on his chairs armrest so I couldn't see, but I could still hold his hands.
Poor little guy.