the info about the Dentist

I have had several people ask about our Dentist. I hope he won't mind.... but here is the info.

Heber Children's Dentistry
Jeffrey Ellis
Pediatric Dental Specialist

435-654-5322

Seriously, this guy was AMAZING!!!! You probably have to have a referal, but it is so worth it!!! His receptionist was great too. She helped me by submitting all of the info and finding out exactly what I have to pay and stuff.

WE HIGHLY RECOMMEND THEM!!!

the one about "shark boy" and the Dentist

My title sounds like some kind of a superhero cartoon episode! After you hear all about this... you will agree with me that my little shark boy IS a superhero.

Let me explain "shark boy." Remember a few weeks ago when I told you about Quayd's freaky teeth? I got a few comments telling me that it is not all that uncommon. I googled it and found some information. Some people call it "shark teeth" when that happens. Ever since I read that, we have been calling Quayd "Shark boy." I took him to the Dentist a couple of weeks ago, but since Quayd is so scared of the dentist, and he had a good amount of work to be done, they referred us to a specialist. Our Dentist was able to send all of the x-rays and stuff to the specialist, so we only had to see him once. That was so great to not have to travel out of town twice. Our appointment was Tuesday morning at 7:00 am. We went out on Monday and stayed, WHERE ELSE??? Holiday Inn Express. This is pretty funny... When i was checking in at the hotel, I asked if they had any King beds available. Quayd and I LOVE to sleep together in a nice big bed. The cute girl upgraded us to a King Suite. When we got to our room, Quayd looks around and noticed a nice big jetted tub. He immediately stripped down and hopped in the tub! Then he said, "That girl really hooked us up!" He had a nice big bubble bath going, then he realized that he could see the tv from the tub, so he had me turn on Sponge Bob. He sat in there watching cartoons until his water got cold.
Anyway, we made it to the Dentist bright and early. This guy was SO amazing, by the way. We loved him!!! The anesthesiologist was great to. Because Quayd is so scared, we decided to knock him out and get all of the work done. It only took about 45 minutes for the actual surgery. They took him to recovery and I was able to go sit with him. I HATED seeing him all knocked out. He was hooked up to monitors that kept beeping and stuff. Everything was ok, but it was still stressing me out. They told me it would be another 30-45 minutes before ho would wake up. They had the recovery room loaded with snacks and drinks for mom! I was too nervous to eat, but it was nice to have an ice cold bottle of water! I felt like I couldn't leave his side. I really hated that part. I was able to take my camera to recovery. (They wouldn't let me sneak into surgery, so sorry. No gross pictures on this post.) Here he is in recovery, before he woke up.
Sad, huh. They had to extract a molar. They packed it with gauze and tied floss to it so he wouldn't swallow it. As soon as he woke up, they took it out. Actually, he spit it out! It was a sick tooth. It has been for a long time. He has had a root canal and a few fillings, but they finally decided it couldn't be saved. The new tooth won't come in for awhile, so they had to put in a spacer. He also had to get some "silver teeth." While they were in there, they pulled the baby teeth in the front. So he had 3 extractions.
The big one was so nasty. You can kind of see all of the decay. He was so funny in recovery. He was saying such funny things! he is such a goof ball, even when he is drugged up! Before he started to wake up, they told me to talk to him and try to get him talking to me. He hadn't really responded much. I told him that I was there and that I had Bear Blank. I rubbed his face with Bear Blank and he smiled. It was so cute! And funny. He still loves his Bear Blank! He woke up a few minutes later. Shark boy was excited to leave his teeth under his pillow. He was worried that she wouldn't find them all though, so he put the in a ziplock baggie. The tooth fairy was excited!!! This was her first visit to our home. And boy, did she deliver!!! He got one 2 dollar bill and one gold dollar for each tooth. Nine dollars total. He was so excited! When he woke up, he looked under his pillow, but didn't find anything. He thought she must have forgotten. I asked if the teeth were still there but he said they weren't. I told him to look really good. Well, the money had fallen behind his bed. He found it and was so excited. Later, he was telling Brett how he couldn't find the money. Then he told him, "I thought 'What a rip off!' She took the teeth but didn't leave a payment!"

The little gap in the front is so cute! Of course, there are already teeth there to replace them, but they aren't up where they are supposed to be. Just since yesterday though, they have moved WAY forward. He just looks so cute and big! Here is a picture of when we first noticed the teeth coming to the surface. (See the rotten one at the top left? That is the one they pulled.) Here they are a few weeks later. And here he is being annoyed with his mom for taking so many pictures! Here are the shark teeth the night before surgery. Here is the after picture. I feel so bad that he has had so much trouble with his teeth already. I promise we brush twice a day!!! And do fluoride!! I have been so proud of him. He has been so tough and brave. He has not really even complained about pain or anything. He is such a good boy. Cute little shark boy.

the one about Quayds freaky teeth

The last week or so, I have been noticing something weird going on with Quayd's mouth. He is six, and I know that loose teeth start happening at this point, but I have noticed that his mouth just looks different and he is sorta speaking with a tiny lisp. Probably nobody else would notice it, it is that tiny, but I am with him all the time. His two bottom front teeth are starting to get loose, but not super loose. I remembered when sweet little Taylor started getting loose teeth, everything started to spread to make way for her new teeth. He mouth looked really "gappy" and, not weird, but different. I assumed that is what was going on with Quayder. So a couple of nights ago, I was really examining his mouth. His gums were swollen around the bottom and really tender to the touch. I finally figured out what was going on... His new teeth are pushing through! They are breaking the surface right behind his baby teeth! It is so weird. You can kinda see it in this picture. They are barely starting to peek out, but they are super swollen. That is why he has a little lisp. Of course, there is no dentist available right now, due to the holiday, so I told him he better get wiggling those babies. Our goal is to have them out before he goes back to school, or else.... DENTIST!

the one about taking Quayd to the Dentist

Here is a little background to prepare you for todays blog entry...

I can handle the Dentist. I don't LOVE to go or anything, but I am ok when I am there. Fortunatly, I have only had a few small cavities and never had to experience something traumatic at the Dentist.

Brett on the other hand.... has had horrible Dentist experiences. His mom and two brothers (and maybe Talia too) don't have enamel on their teeth and it causes them to decay and crumble in their mouths. They have gone through lots of trauma at the Dentist.

So about 12 years ago, I met a nice guy named Brett. We really liked each other and two years later decided to seal the deal and get married. About 2 years after that we thought we would like to bring a child into the family. It took a little bit of time for that child to come, but once he did, it was the greatest thing that could have happened to us. He seems to have gotten the better traits from each of us, making him a pretty good mix. He is built like his dad, has his dads thick hair, metabolism and his dads cute butt. On the otherhand, he is sensitive like his mom (most of the time that is good thing) and has his moms eyes.

So when it came to dental stuff, we were sure he would have mom's healthy teeth. I mean, why wouldn't he? WRONG-O!!!! They suck.

He has had this tooth bothering him off and on for a few weeks, and trying to get into a dentist in this town proved to be a joke. We have a family Dentist that we all love, but we weren't picky. Although, it was our family Dentist we ended up seeing. We were on the waiting list for a cancelation, but the next available appointmet was weeks away. This last weekend the toothache got really bad and we ended up calling the dentist at home. He called in an antibiotic and said he would get us in this week.

Well, today was the day. The ailing tooth was his bottom back right molar. There was a lot of decay on the tooth and he was afraid the nerve/root was dead. If that were the case, the tooth would have to be pulled. The Dentist decided the tooth was worth saving and he worked on it for quite awhile. I made Brett come with us because I simply can't handle hearing or seeing my baby in pain. I knew Quayd needed me, but I knew I needed Brett. Once they started working on the tooth, I went out to the waiting room. At one point, I could hear him crying and I got so upset I had to go for a walk outside. Once it was almost fixed, I went in and took this picture. Then they cleaned him up and we came home. I called work and said I couldn't come today because I needed to take care of him. He needed his Mommy. I made him a nice bed on the couch and we are hanging out watching cartoons. He hasn't complained much since we have been hope, except he keeps asking when his lips won't feel so fuzzy. Sad huh. Look at his sweet little face.