As yesterday continued the pain would flare as soon as Tylenol wore off. By 5pm, June was in tears because it hurt so bad. I called the dentist, but they were closed. I figured a tooth ache wasn't an emergency so I didn't leave a message. Josh had an appointment in the AM anyway, so I would call in the morning and see if they could give June Josh's appointment or just move up the appointment from July to soon.
June woke up crying at 10 and I gave him medicine and a cold compress. I let him sleep next to my bed so he could be close to me. He woke up crying at 3:30am and I medicated him again. At 7:30, he was up for the day. I checked him out and he looked like this:
| I don't know why he's wearing a baseball cap at 7:30am. |
See the left cheek? It was very swollen and warm. He was in pain. So I did indeed leave a message on the emergency line and they called me back: I could still bring Josh in, but could I bring James in at 9:30, an hour before Josh's appt). Sure. I medicated him -again- and we headed to the pediatric dentist for our 9:30 appt.
When I went back with the dentist, he explained that the tooth was infected (Which I figured) and had to be pulled (which I didn't realize). Ok. Steady Mom face on, let's do this.
June did WONDERFUL through his first 2 crowns, a few weeks ago. Today, notsomuch. He was scared. His tooth hurt. His cheek hurt. And he was scared. By the time the dentist set up to do the back crown (why not just do both teeth since we were sedating him and doing work anyway), June was in tears. He moaned and cried and attempted to scream through the entire thing. It was horrendous. The crown was fast and furious and loud and agonizing. There was no calming him down. The extraction was plain brutal. The dentist put his little wrench clamper thing on there just tugged, and twisted, and pulled. June screamed and writhed and struggled. I sat at his feet (he's strapped down) and rubbed them and tried with all my might to let him know that I was there and that everything, ultimately, would be alright. I focused and willed for everything to be ok for him. It didn't matter. He was so scared and in so much pain. I had to look away after the first few seconds of the extraction. I couldn't watch them pull and tug on his little mouth. I couldn't watch them dislodge a molar from his teeny face. It finally came out and they packed the wound.
The procedure was over in about 10 minutes and I could hover over June and talk to him, trying to comfort him. It felt like eternity before they unwrapped him and I could hug him. Once he was freed, he just cried... he cried and cried and cried. It took about 40 minutes for him to calm down. He had such a rough time.
-Let me stop and say, Josh was sitting outside the door the whole time... listening... he would have his very first filling within a few minutes-
I got June calmed down eventually and it was Josh's turn. Thankfully, there was a little boy between my boys' appointments so we had time to regroup. By it came time for Josh to get his filling done. Josh was a rock star. He laid his little body on the papoose board and got strapped. The doctor did the laughing gas and Novocaine. Josh sat still and let the Dr work. AWESOME. What a relief. It went GREAT!
June was pretty mellow the rest of the day. He skipped school, but went to the tball game and played 95% of it. Two kids were making fun of his still-swollen face and I quickly put a stop to that. June was in tears over it. He had gone through torture today only for kids to tease him about it. Once we got past that, he played well and had fun. I need to stay on top of his pain meds and he is on an antibiotic to knock out that infection in his gums/cheek, but he's on the road to recovery AND we get to have our very first visit from the tooth fairy tonight.
He's excited for her to come, and I'm excited for this to be behind us! What a busy busy day!
Sweet dreams, my brave boy.
| That tooth has roots the size of Wisconsin. Good gravy. |
I'll post tomorrow with what the Tooth Fairy leaves for June. <3 br="" nbsp="">
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