Doctors & Dentists & Such

     L.R.C. had a full past several days.


      He ended up missing another school day and we had a lot going on over the weekend.

     Today, he went to the dentist an hour away and had a tooth pulled and a filling. It would have been way more expensive than it was (cash and no insurance is stressful at times) but the little patient did so well the dentist did the work in no time.

     After we left that office, we drove around to let the 15 minutes lapse until the gauze had to come out of his mouth. From the time he sat down with me in the waiting room while his dad paid, through the door, to the suburban, pulling out, down the road and you get the point. . . we heard:

     “15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? 15 minutes? Ohhhhh… has it BEEN 15 minutes?” No one on this planet could be as thankful when we could confirm that it had been 15 minutes.

     He could only have soft foods so we stopped to eat and ordered him mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese. He ate less than one could stack on a toothpick and managed to talk almost non stop through the entire meal.

     He played a game with Dad and we headed  back home. We were here long enough to grab a file of papers I needed and drop dad off the went  to the doctor’s office to get shots. The story for why he is six years old and just now getting the last set of shots he should have had at four is too long and drawn out to bore you with.

     The bottom line is, he did very well and has now had a dose of pain medicine he didn’t seem to need, a vitamin he eats like candy and two pieces of buttered toast. Okay. That wasn’t it. He also ended up having a piece of birthday cake and three small cups of ice cream. I hate the stuff but it will be gone faster this way. . .