Dentist

I wish I had taken the camera to the dentist with me but since I didn't I wanted to at least record how Kenzie did.  When I took her to get her teeth cleaned back in April, she did not have a good experience.  When I took her back to get her cavities filled she wouldn't get in the chair and just went hysterical (to put it lightly).  So that dentist office said they would have to do IV sedation to get it done.  It would cost $350 up front for the anesthesiologist(?).  They were very pushy about, but I just didn't feel good about it.  So I called another dentist and got an appointment for a consultation.  They would less than a third as the other one and said they try to do conscious sedation before they put them under completely.  I felt much better about that.  But when we set up the appointment they said that she had to have an empty stomach so nothing to eat for at least 4 hours before her appointment.  Kenzie loves to eat so I have been stressing over this for the last month and a half.  When I reminded her last night that she couldn't have breakfast or anything else to eat or drink before the dentist she started crying and said, "But I HAVE to eat breakfast."  Brent said it sounded like she was going to die if she didn't get breakfast.  Well her AWESOME brothers and sister volunteered to not eat breakfast either.  That helped so much.  (I am so proud of them for showing their love by sacrificing for her.)

This morning I had to go in and wake her up to go.  Normally she is up before 7 am.  I woke her up just before 9 am so we would have time to drop the other kids off at Grandpa and Grandma Palmer's house before we had to be at the dentist 10.  So the Lord blessed me with not having to have her worry about eating.  She never even asked once.

The medicine (a pill they crush and put in water) worked great.  Within about 25 minutes I could tell her vision was starting to change and her speech was getting slurred.  When it was time for her to get in the chair she just sat there and let them do everything they needed to.

When she was all done I carried her to their recovery room.  In order to leave she had to keep an otter pop down had have control of her neck.  Soon after she was laid down on a bean bag she started trying to talk (couldn't understand her) and trying to sit up.  So she got a purple otter pop and did really good with it.  She then started reaching out her arms and clapping.  She was trying to catch the fish.  (They had big pictures of Finding Nemo characters on the wall.)  After being in there about 35 minutes she asked me to help her catch them.  She did end up getting one of them but it got away from her.  She was adamant that she needed to catch them all.  Then she noticed that Alvin and Chipmunks was on the TV and she stated, "There are two Alvins and two Daves."  After a second otter pop (at her request) we were able to leave.  She kept trying to catch the fish the entire time we were in that room.  So when it was time to go I carried her up front got her a purple balloon and then out to the car.  She wanted to walk but when I put her down to open the door she couldn't stand up straight.

She is such a trooper.  She was happy when she could walk without "shaky legs".