Dentist

Yesterday afternoon we had our regular check up at the dentist and the little brown spot that M. had had for about a yr now had turned into a hole.
After our dentist had discovered that, he said he'd do the whole bunch of us first and then fill it, which was a wise decision.

Oh. and he had already been so brave!
Now that he turned 6 he's getting some super fluor injection by getting two bits-don't have any other word for it, you know those things that a horse gets into his mouth- filled with -in his case- strawberry fluor and he has to held that in for 3 mins. He's got a bowl in his hand so whenever something starts leaking he can catch it, coz he's not allowed to swallow it thru.
Did you ever have that when you were young?
Didn't ring any bells to me.
After about 1,5 min. you saw panic arising in his eyes; OMG, i can't hold it in and I may not swallow, they're suffocating me. That's when he understood what the bowl was for.

And he was so proud of his 'big'tooth that the dentist discovered at the bottom of his gums. Most kids in his class have at least one loose tooth or maybe even 2 or 3 big teeth already and I sometimes see him touch his teeth in the mirror to see if his are starting to move.

But...
the hole.

Ofcourse he'd never witnessed this so in the beginning he still laughed at the dentists jokes and happily layed backwards in the chair.
Then the dentist explained how he was going to put the tooth to sleep, so he wouldn't feel anything about it afterwards, but that he was going to get a little prikje now, but M. Already having his 'gele slip' for judo could easily handle this.
And at first it seemed he did.


But then after spitting and feriously trying to wipe the tears from his face, he thought he was done but the drilling and filling had even to begin!

So with a lot of persuasion we got him backwards in the chair again, with the assistant hovering in his mouth and the dentist going on with the drill.
At one point he really freaked. They tried to put a tampon in his mouth coz he hardly opened it anymore, but the strange feeling of his half-stiff right face and about 3 hands moping around in his mouth was too much.

Still, the dentist was waiting with the filling in his hand and saying; you have to get back now, otherwise this will already be too hard to use.
So, under the promise that this would be only 5 seconds, he went back.
Immediately the dentist and his assistant went back doing what they were doing; saying OK M. remember this will be over soon and after I have counted to 5 you're done.
I chipped in saying; and I am going to help you all count.
We couldn't drag it anymore so started.
One

you're doing great.

Two.

Three.

almost there M.

Four.





And....


Five.

Oh, it was horrible,
the very memory brings back tears in my eyes.
He was just so scared and I could imagine very well what a rotten feeling it may be.

I am sure however that he didn't feel a thing.
The dentist had given him so much narcotics that even at the dinner table he had a mouth like Sylvester Stallone.