She was nervous, but reasonably compliant with the anesthesiologist. I was impressed with the entire staff, including the receptionists. Everyone made a point of making us as comfortable as we could be before the procedure.
I was extremely glad to find out that besides the cavity filling, they were able to extract the “extra” tooth (Frog and I have been calling it a mutant tooth for fun) stuck in her gums. We thought she was going to have to go back for another oral surgery in a year. In order to remove the mutant tooth, they had to take out her two front baby teeth. So now she is adorably toothless on top a bit ahead of schedule.
I was also glad to find out that the whole procedure ended up costing us $300.00 less than had been estimated- even with the additional tooth extraction! Some silly insurance regulation that for once worked in our favor and not against us. Hallelujah.
I asked the dentist what we could do to improve her dental health, and she explained that Tadpole’s tooth enamel was very porous, and her brand new molars had probably come out with the defects already there, so there wasn’t much I could have done. This made me feel so much better. It’s likely tied to Tadpole’s poor nutrition in utero and from birth to three.
When Tadpole came out of the anesthesia, she was very angry. I’m fascinated by that, and I suspect that it was due to the lack of usual inhibitions. She has a lot of rage, (understandably) and she usually controls it. Sometimes it comes out, like when she gets mad that there are no baby pictures of her in our house, but we’ve kind of socialized it out of her for the most part. But when she was coming out of the anesthesia, she was fierce. She wasn’t in pain, since she had narcotics in her system, but it enraged her when I didn’t understand what she was saying. Poor thing. 1 month ago