Today, I’m prepping to take my nine year old in for dental work but because she will not tolerate a regular cleaning (and never has in her little life) much less x-rays or fillings, she’s going to the hospital and needs to have anesthesia so they can get her teeth in order. I’m a little on edge about the whole thing but I know she’s in good hands and that logically, anesthesia is safe and she’s in more danger during the car ride to the hospital. But the mama worrier brain can’t help it and is kicking up some extra worry for today. So I’ll drink too much coffee and have too much nervous energy.
The nurse told me they have a sedative they can give to her if she’s anxious right away and I’m thinking, can I get one too? haha. I’m happy we have a great hospital to go to that caters to my kiddo’s needs and will help to ensure she’s not terrified of doctors and dentists in the future. My kid struggles with words at times and I’m often left to guess how to help her, I’ve gotten pretty good at reading her and she’s gotten better at communicating in her own way what she needs. But it’s an added layer to normal parenting stress.
Wish us luck for a low stress couple of days xox