Tooth Extraction

On Thursday last week Wesley got some laughing gas. He calls it "Laffy Taffy Gas". While we were on vacation a few weeks ago, an abscess developed above the damaged front tooth. He had to take an antibiotic for ten days before the dentist removed the tooth. When he complained about his gums hurting, the dentist told him, "breath through your nose." At one point he said, "I feel like I am going up, up, and up."

The dentist told me, "I usually make the Dad's sit down. Do you want to sit down?" No, I was just fine. When it was all over she said, "It is usually harder on the moms than the kids." I felt like a cold-hearted mom but it didn't bother me at all. Wesley was fine and I was just interested in watching what she was doing.

I am glad he had the laughing gas. Can you imagine a child tolerating that needle over and over again without it? Once he was good and numb, the dentist easily got the damaged tooth out with what looked like very large tweezers. She gave him some chocolate pudding which was a great treat that we never have at home.

For dinner that night, Wesley was only supposed to have things he could eat with a spoon. He had apple sauce and yogurt and little tofu from the stir-fry everyone else was eating. After dinner, the whole family went out for ice cream.