minkydog
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- Dec 8, 2004
Wellity, wellity...it's that time of year again. Time to pack Christian off to the dentist. We missed our fall appointment--we usually go every 3 months to keep him in practice. So yesterday was the big day.
Christian was fine until he saw the big chair and then he wanted no parts of it. We used out standard bag of dental tricks: hand rubbing, warm back massager, music, hug breaks. Didn't matter. He kicked and scratched and generally let us all know how much he was not enjoying it. After an hour I was sweating bullets and finally I just threw my body over his and told the hygenist, "Now's your chance.Get to it". Surprisingly, Christian stopped fighting and lay there just as peaceful while she cleaned his teeth. Of course, he was pinned...
Afterward, the hygenist showed him the Big Teeth and the Big Toothbrush and let him pretend to brush the teeth, which he liked, and she let him choose a new toothbrush, a turtle one. I was worn out, but we had to go to Walmart. While walking in the pharmacy section, Christian spotted a row of toothbrushes and let out a happy gasp! What? You want a toothbrush? Knowing that he likes vibrating things, I took him to the Spin Brushes and he immediately picked out one--a space man with the brush sticking out of it's head He carried it around and showed it to Daddy when we got home.
You never know what's gonna captyure his fancy. If anybody has any ideas about making his visits better, I'm all ears (no sedation--he doesn't tolerate sedatives AT ALL.)
Christian was fine until he saw the big chair and then he wanted no parts of it. We used out standard bag of dental tricks: hand rubbing, warm back massager, music, hug breaks. Didn't matter. He kicked and scratched and generally let us all know how much he was not enjoying it. After an hour I was sweating bullets and finally I just threw my body over his and told the hygenist, "Now's your chance.Get to it". Surprisingly, Christian stopped fighting and lay there just as peaceful while she cleaned his teeth. Of course, he was pinned...
Afterward, the hygenist showed him the Big Teeth and the Big Toothbrush and let him pretend to brush the teeth, which he liked, and she let him choose a new toothbrush, a turtle one. I was worn out, but we had to go to Walmart. While walking in the pharmacy section, Christian spotted a row of toothbrushes and let out a happy gasp! What? You want a toothbrush? Knowing that he likes vibrating things, I took him to the Spin Brushes and he immediately picked out one--a space man with the brush sticking out of it's head He carried it around and showed it to Daddy when we got home.
You never know what's gonna captyure his fancy. If anybody has any ideas about making his visits better, I'm all ears (no sedation--he doesn't tolerate sedatives AT ALL.)