My two year old has celebrity teeth. All white and pretty and perfect. Shining white crowns on the four in front, plus some sealants, a crown and a couple fillings in back.
The surgery went well and he's fine. He didn't like the "no nursies after midnight" rule and stayed up from 3 a.m. in protest. He was fine for the hour drive to the hospital - laughing and clapping and dancing in his seat. He didn't love the sleepy air, but went under quickly. The surgery only lasted a touch over an hour, less time than we thought it would. We were there as he woke up and he was quite perturbed to say the least. Lots of crying and he was mad at me for a bit (I was there when they used the evil gas! Bad mommy! I smite thee!). Since then he's not been in pain or upset; he's been his smiling, giggling self.
I'm so relieved it's over and done with! I've been stressing about it for the last month and feeling nervous every time he'd open his mouth and I'd see the cavities. I know the doctor told us he has a defect in his enamel, but part of me thinks that's just a cover and deep down he thinks we're horrible yuck-mouth parents who never brush Mace's teeth. I'll be honest in that Mace doesn't like his teeth brushed and it's a big ordeal. So yes, there have been some nights in there where we haven't brushed before bed. More than a few in fact. But I know people who don't brush teeth in babies under a year and no cavities. Yes, Mace's cavities started that young. Gage has never had a cavity problem. Maddie hasn't since she also had this type of surgery at 2 and a half.
Anyway, enough analyzing. It's over and it won't be happening again. Woohoo!
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
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