The yellow-haired child had a visit to the dentist yesterday to get a temporary crown placed on one of her teeth. The procedure was hurting her. And when she is scared or hurt she trembles, she shakes. My wife attempted to convince the dentist that it hurt, but the dentist dismissed it as being scared. The dentist then told Avery that if she didn't stop crying that she would send Mommy out of the room and get the crown on regardless.
Silly, silly former dentist.
Mama Bear said, "Oh no you dint." (Probably something more along the lines of, "I'm not going anywhere.")
Which brings up the question: Where in the middle of a procedure do you halt a "professional" to tell them they're full of it and march out the door, scalp in tow? Fortunately (for the dentist), the procedure was completed almost immediately afterward, but we will be going elsewhere for the care of our children's teeth.
Parents, stay with your kids during doctor and dentist visits - regardless of what the doctor or dentist prefers. If they won't allow it, go somewhere that does. An unfortunate truth of the universe is that an education in a respectable field does not make one any less of an idiot. Just a better paid one.
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Alison & I were wisely advised by one of Christopher's first special ed teachers that, as his parents, it is our role to be his advocates.
That we will encounter many highly trained specialists & professionals who may say one thing or another, but at the end of the day, we are responsible for Christopher's care & not to abdicate that responsibility.
This is, of course, the case with all of one's children.
A new dentist or most any anything is easily enough found.
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