Hubby took the boys for their semi-annual checkups the other day. Zeke is doing well, just a spot between two teeth that's showing signs of thinning enamel (huh?), so he needs to work on his flossing. Gabe, however, has to have two cavities filled, one of which was from a spot they'd been watching for the past year.
I feel terrible. :-\
To get the fillings done, we're going to have to put him through conscious sedation, after which I'm not even allowed to be in the room with him when they do the actual fillings!! The instructions said that children tend to behave better when their parents aren't in the room, and that's probably true, but I hate the thought of not being able to be there with him.
So apparently, I'm supposed to supervise brushing and flossing until the boys are at least 10 years old. That's news to me. I thought that by the age of 8, they were quite capable of handling this simple task on their own, but I guess I was wrong.
WAY wrong!
Due to currently having the sniffles, I'm going to have to schedule Gabe's dental work for a few weeks from now, as they won't do the sedation if he's showing signs of nasal congestion or being ill at all. Considering the time of year and the fact that he's in daycare all day every day, I'm not sure that's going to work, but okay. We'll do what we can.
On the plus side, Gabe's making an effort to avoid eating candy. We could spin this into something positive after all, me thinks!
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