All day yesterday, she was excited: She was going to the dentist after school! Chess club, yeah, haircut, sure -- but DENTIST! was paramount in her mind. She was so excited, she could hardly contain herself. She was getting a new tooth brush, she was going to get a toy, and her name was going in the "No-Cavity Club" drawing for a big stuffed animal. A visit to the dentist was not to be missed.
Her adult teeth are coming in behind her baby teeth. It's not a condition to worry about, but I had told Destiny that if the baby teeth don't come out on their own, the dentist will have to pull them out. I explained the novocaine shot, and how it'll be done quick. I've had my wisdom teeth pulled, so it's no big deal, I explained.
After the dentist checked her over, he said the baby teeth will come out on their own soon enough, and not to worry about them.
After he left, Destiny asked, with a disappointed little frown: "He's not going to pull the teeth?"
Odd duck perhaps, but cute... that's such a great story, a first grader who's disappointed cos she's NOT gonna have a tooth pulled! My 6 year old just wrangled her second top front tooth out of her head right in kindergarten (the first one came out at home) and became a celebrity for the day because of it. I had forgotten how a little blood came make you famous at that age.
--busmun, 4/11/2003 10:39:05
Derek! Hahaha I thought I was the only one with STRANGE kids, My oldest is 17 and youngest daughter 15, they BOTH still bug me about going to the dentist......don't need that reminder card sent every 6 mths. They are more than happy to do it for me.
--Shelley, 4/13/2003 04:44:16
when my daughter was little she had a high lead level so we had to change her diet (way up the iron amounts) and have our house deleaded. she had to have her blood drawn every week for close to three months. at first it was harrowing. she was 2... and she cried. but eventually she got used to it. 2 years late, long after they declared her safe and not needing blood drawn any longer, i had to have some bloodwork done for my pregnancy with my son.she was 4 at the time. i took her with me and went to sit in the seat. she climbed up and in and rolled up her sleeve. the nurse just stood there with this look of surprise, and told her that mommy was the "victim" this time. my daughter cried and cried and cried... "I want you to take MY blood!" it was weird. slightly disturbing. and also very funny.
--christine , 4/16/2003 05:15:43