My poor little Captain is having EIGHT fillings this morning. Eight. EIGHT!! All way in the back, where nobody has ever been able to really look / x-ray because when he isn’t sedated he will clamp his mouth shut and GOD HELP the foolish person who has a finger in there to try to stop him doing it.
Thank GOD for the better dental insurance. It’s still going to cost a fair bit, but far less than it would have otherwise AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, is being done by a man who “gets” not only children in general, but autism in particular. No trauma, no fighting, no terror, no pain.
For the child, anyway. Mom…might need a nice sedative, here…
(sent from my Treo)