Some of you know that in the last month, we discovered Ian needed some dental work. We actually knew he had at least one cavity because we had watched it develop for the last year. We were trying to hold off because we didn't know how we would get him to comply for a dentist. I finally took him the dentist when he said he had a "cabin" in his tooth and he wanted to go to the dentist.
We took him to Elko, just because of convenience, not because we actually trusted any dentists there. Ian wouldn't lay back in the chair, and the dentist could barely get a visual exam, but, they did take a few x-rays. They quoted us $900 to fix two cavities, and said that they would only do the work with him completely sedated at the hospital. Well, knowing that would easily cost $3,000 in Elko, we sought a second opinion.
We took him to a pediatric dentist in Provo, Dr. Gifford. Ian submitted to a full oral exam there (although he was sitting in my lap when it happened), and let them take two more x-rays of his molars (the kind where you have to bite on those awful bite wings). I was surprised to see him even do that much. This dentist found not 2 but 4 cavities. The second 2 were small, but might as well be fixed while the two bigger ones were being done. This dentist felt like Ian was compliant enough to just use an oral sedative, but we'd have to come back twice because he could only numb one side of his mouth at a time. Or, he said, we could sedate him at the hospital, which would be more convenient for us, but it was our decision. After some consideration and investigation into the cost, we felt that we'd at least have to try the oral sedative, and if that didn't work, we'd find some way to pay for the general sedation, which would cost $2,000 in Utah.
We really needed the first option to work. So, we had a special fast for Ian, and Tyler gave him a father's blessing the night before. Ian talked about going to get his teeth fixed as if he were going to the library or to the pool - he didn't seem nervous at all. But, inside, both Tyler and I were praying it would work, knowing that we have some big expenses looming in the not too distant future.
The morning came, and we gave Ian the sedative. He didn't seem to be any different than he normally is...and I thought he would be sort of there...but not. This made me nervous. But, when we got there, he was the most obedient little thing I have ever seen.
Dental Assistant: "Hop up in the chair."
Ian: Hopped onto the chair without hesitating.
DA: "You need to pick a silly nose, we have strawberry, orange and grape."
Ian: Laughing a little, "I want strawberry."
DA: "You need to lay down, we will put on your silly nose and these sunglasses so the bright lights won't bother you."
Ian: Obeys every word no questions asked...not even a flinch when they got the drill out.
Me: Flabbergasted. I need some of this stuff to give him everyday.
The dentist came in, numbed his mouth and left. The DA put sealants on all his rear molars. Ian looked up once to make sure I was still there, then laid back down. The dentist came back in, and fixed both teeth in 5 minutes. The guy is so speedy. In my mind, I'm calcuating...all that work included...that's like $50 a minute, and this guy is pretty cheap compared to other dentists!
When they were done, Ian popped up, and went to check to see if Cam was playing with the fire engine in the waiting room....only this time...a little dizzy. We had to carry him to the car.
I felt so relieved it actually worked. No need to take him to the hospital. The hardest part was he couldn't keep himself from chewing on his numb lip - especially when the anesthesia started to wear off - it was itchy. So now he has a big fat lip - but it will heal. When the narcotic started to wear off, he got really weepy and had to take a nap. That was really the only way to keep him from chewing on his lip anymore.
We have to take him back in a month to get the other two cavities fixed on the other side, and I'm relieved because he wasn't traumatized by the first visit, so I think it won't be difficult to get him back there. I'm so impressed with Ian. He handled like a champ what many adults couldn't even do, and he's only 3 1/2. Also, we are so glad Dr. Gifford took the chance on Ian, and was willing to work on him at his office and spare the expense of taking him to the hospital.