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It all began a few weeks earlier when the dentist informed me that Robert would need a cap i.e."tooth hat" on his front tooth to remedy the cavity i.e. "sugar bug" issue (see Robbie Visits the Dentist blog). Well it was determined that since Robert behaved so well at that visit that he would only need gas i.e. "giggle wind" instead of his usual anesthesia i.e. "silly juice" that knocks him out. Now, I foresaw an entire fiasco but decided that maybe, just maybe, the professionals knew something more than I, as this was their field.
Yet, Robert is my field.
So as my intuition only knew...the first nurse came into the lobby and asked could Robbie be "wrapped in a hug". This dentist and their Bippo's Lingo is soooo comical, especially when I can hear Robert screaming in the background. I of course agreed, strap him down because I'm not coming back. This was my second consecutive day off that has been spent in dental offices - I didn't plan on coming back for the same procedure. If they had to put a foot in his chest at that point, I would have agreed.
Next, the nurse came out and asked if he had a change of clothes. Now why would I bring a change of clothes to the dentist? Well, Rah didn't want a "hug" and fought it until he peed himself. Perfect.
The third visit from the nurse told me they got the cap i.e. "tooth hat" on and everyone was elated and drained; but just soon as they released Robert from the "hug", he reached up, grabbed the separator i.e. "tooth chair" - from his mouth, pushed on the still drying cap i.e. "tooth hat"with his tongue, bit down, and cracked it!
At this point the dentist left the room, they let Robert up to give him some time (but I really think that was for the dentist) and asked me if I'd like to COME BACK...Oh my, was all I could think; BUT HECK NO I WASN'T COMING BACK; there was no way I was rescheduling. So after a 30-minute break another dentist agreed to take on the task and completed the procedure, my dentist refused to go on - guess she wasn't expecting such an exciting Monday morning.
Follow up care: I was informed that Robert's front teeth are "now just for pretty". Robert not cannot bite into apples or hard foods with his front teeth, it must be cut into pieces or he risks cracking the cap i.e "tooth hat". He also cannot eat things like pizza, without it being cut into bite size pieces prior, so as I'm being told this information and subsequently cutting items such as chicken nuggets and egg rolls so that he can chew on the side of his mouth, I have concluded if this cap i.e. "tooth hat" cracks/comes off or this tooth comes out prematurely- he's just gonna have to look like an "old Paw paw" until his permanent teeth come in around second grade!