The second was not so smooth. The adult tooth came in behind the baby tooth. Our beloved hygienist told us during a regular cleaning that the baby tooth wouldn't come out on its own and would need to be pulled. We scheduled the extraction. Following extensive discussion with Ethan about what to expect, particularly with the Novacaine shot, the fateful day arrived. Red flags appeared immediately. Number one: favorite hygienist was not there. Number two: they moved him into a new and strange room. Ethan started screaming and crying and (red flag number three) was held down into the dental chair by two strangers. Then he saw the very large syringe the dentist planned to use on him and commenced to freak the f' out and completely refused the shot. After turning to Jeremy in confusion (red flag number four), the dentist pulled the tooth with no anestesia. Jeremy was so, so angry and felt like he did not fully consent and that Ethan's distress and fear was handled so poorly.
Fortunately, Ethan recalls the dentist as very nice and the procedure as super fast, not too painful, and followed immediately by numbing gauze. Several times in the week following he pretended to pull my tooth and put soothing gauze on afterward. I think we worked through the medical trauma for him. Let's hope that Jeremy can work through it soon.
Now we've got a loose tooth on the top. We'll see how this one finds its way out...
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