Callie's Dental Procedure

Before:
(I didn't get a very good before shot! so mad I forgot! I thought of it right as they were taking her back.)

After:

I'm pretty happy with it's appearance. I don't like that it created more of a gap between her teeth but I think it needed to be placed like that for more stability.

The morning of her actual appointment I was very nervous! Thoughts of her not waking up from anesthesia popped in my mind. As we drove to her appointment I still hadn't told Callie where we were going. I've learned with my daughter that she handles things much better if I tell her last min. That way she doesn't have to time to stress over it or process it. She really likes running errands and shopping with me so she was happy to come along. When we pulled into the parking lot she looked at the building and asked "Do we have an appointment? Is this a Doctor's office?" She wasn't very happy when I reluctantly admitted it. But she was cooperative.

We arrived and almost immediately they came to get her. I went back and watched as they put the mask on her, she only protested a little. I got a little teary eyed as they were putting her under. They wouldn't let me stay and walked me back up front. I was surprised at how emotional I was. Tears flowing and wishing I wouldn't have told Ron he didn't need to be there. The Dentist told me they would do everything they could to save the tooth. He came out a little while later showed me the broken part of her tooth (practically the entire lingual wall of her tooth was fractured off). The nerve was exposed so they did a pulpotomy (baby root canal) and placed a zirconium crown.

When she woke from anesthesia she was a little upset but let me hold her. I was a little unprepared because she had an accident during the procedure (something I should have thought of). So I was trying to carrying my groggy 3 year old and get checked out. The Dr. office was up stairs so I was paranoid she would tip back and out of my arms as I walked down a flight of stairs carrying her in one arm and my bag and paperwork in the other.
We made it home safely but Callie was still upset. She kept screaming "there's something in my mouth! I want the crown off! I want the crown off! Take it out!!! I don't want the crown in! I don't want the crown in!" I think she was feeling the numbness from the local anesthesia in that area and didn't like it. She would yell "I want it out! I want it out!" while simultaneously try to remove it herself with her fingers. She even declared "I'm not going to the doctor EVER again!" It really would have been funny if it wasn't so sad at the time. This crying and screaming occurred for about an hour, until she finally fell asleep in my arms.