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Thursday, November 02, 2006Shark BoyHave you ever seen a new tooth grow right in front of a baby tooth? It's...um...interesting. Spencer has been sporting a "double tooth" for months, right in the front of his little mouth. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I didn't say much. But...ugh, you know? Recently, he announced that he was actually a shark. (Sharks have more than one row of teeth, in case you didn't know that.) Today we had our regular check-up at the dentist. Spencer was nervous because he was afraid that Dr. Gilliam would yank the tooth, amidst great pain. I tried to downplay it, told Spencer it would be fine. Of course, I went to the Dentist From Hell as a child, so maybe I didn't sound too convincing. When I was only eight, an abscess appeared on my upper gum, right in the front. Instead of taking an X-ray, my dentist opted for four shots of Novacaine (one of them underneath my tongue) and a wee scissors that snip-snipped the abscess right off of the gum. There was a lot of blood. My mother ran out of the room (to be sick in the restroom). And I bled for over six hours and had to return to the dentist at midnight, still bleeding. That is my dental history. I am not the best support system for those in dental distress. The good news is that Spencer's stubborn baby tooth came out so easily that he didn't even know what Dr. Gilliam was up to. It was an astounding moment; I applauded. The relief and wonder on Spencer's face was...well, priceless. And now he's wearing his dead tooth around his neck inside a plastic molar with a lid. Mission accomplished. No nasty shots, no vomiting mother, no need for behavioral therapy. Tooth in a box, prize in pocket, shark boy no more. That sums up the crux of my day. Excitement beyond measure. Here's hoping your day held a bit more romance and intrigue than mine. Labels: parenting |
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6of my readers are feeling chatty:
Makes you wonder what Lava Girl has in her mouth doesn't it? LOL
Oh my goodness - I KNOW what you mean about the dental squirmies! I am very much against anyone messing around in my mouth. Nope. Don't like it.
Did you know...I still have one of my baby teeth. Still attached. My permanent tooth is lying sideways underneath. Every dentist I've ever been to has ached to get their mitts on it, and I have refused. I'm too chicken. When it bothers me, it will come out. Till then, I'm not even going there.
Yay for Spencer being brave! Sounds like it went great!
And can I just add that I love coming here and keeping up with what's going on. I miss you!
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No romance or intrigue on this end, but it was still a pretty good day. ;)
OK....weird. It switched my last two paragraphs.
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I guess my oldest is a shark too! LOL His new teeth grew behind the baby ones. When we finally got the baby teeth out, the roots were HUGE!
I hate dentists. Especially all the $$ it costs to go there.
My eldest had the same thing happen. The dentist kept say that by the next appt it would be gone. It was there for two additional appts, sigh. I'm here from Wendy's.
Your dental experience made me cringe. Sounded more like a slasher film than a real life experience.
Good to hear your kids had a MUCH better experience.
pEace.
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