After 3 days, he still complained about hurting where the tooth was removed. Even when we gave him Tylenol.
Mrs. Sandy from school called this morning saying William kept complaining about his teeth pain and refused to eat/drink anything.
Fortunately I took a day off today for his IEP meeting, but the meeting was not until 2:00 PM So I asked my friend Nhi if I could bring him in today for check up. She said OK and set up appointment at 11:00 AM.
The doctor said his gum was swollen that causing the pain. The extraction are was starting to heal so there’s no issue there. She advised to keep brushing the teeth to keep them clean; and keep giving him Tylenol when needed.
There’s nothing else they can do.
Then we met Nhi for lunch at the ILanet Coffe in Westminster. It was her day off.
William got sedated. Waited for about 1 hour after the sedation. They wrapped him in the pedi-wrap with his arms tied along his body. They asked me to wait in the the lobby. William cried so hard. And I was crying inside too.
The procedure took about 1 hour. When it was done, William was still crying.
Friday night, I called one of my long time friends Nhi who works at the All Children’s Dental office to ask her about teeth in general. She asked why not bring William to her office. It turns out she’s the office manager there so she could get us the appointment at 8:00 AM the next day! She said we should go as early as possible to beat the crowd because Saturdays are always crowded. She’d be there about 7:30 AM.
A little bit early for William but he did not cry when I carried him out to the car. We came in, filled out the paper works and my friend Nhi came out to take us in right away. They took some X-rays, Nhi & the doctor looked at the X-rays and declared that William would need to remove 1 tooth, crown 2 teeth and 1 filling. And we agreed to do the procedure next week.
All happened within an hour. Thanks to my best friend Nhi. I did not know why I did not take William to her in the first place.
As promised, I drove William to Chuck-e-Cheese on the way home; turned out we were 20 minutes too early, they open at 9:30 AM. So we went to Carl’s Jr. next door for breakfast.
It basically was empty in the morning, William enjoyed running around without running into any other kids. He did not care much for playing games, he enjoyed putting the tickets into the machine and watched it running thru the slot.
He went home happy did not know that there’s a big procedure waiting for him next week.
When I got home from work, William ran out to greet me. Tim said he was sleepy because he did not take a nap. The whole ABA session, he kept saying “I’m tired” and refused to walk around the neighborhood like we do every sessions. Ms. Marylou did not give him any demands because he did look so tired.
After dinner, I asked him to go to bed early. While on the bed, on of sudden he said “My brain is not good!”, “My brain is out!”. I was so surprised so I asked, “Who told you that?”. “Ethan” – he replied.
Ethan again? yesterday we found a deep mark on his back and when asked, he said Ethan hit him. The other day Ethan bit his arm. This is not the first time that William said Ethan hit him. The thing is that William does not talk much like Ethan. He would not tell teachers or anyone when he gets hit, unless I ask. And I always ask him several times to see if his answer is consistent. And it is!
I wrote on the communication book about Ethan and requested that the teachers keep a closed eye when Ethan and William together. Looks like they don’t get along well.
I felt sad that some one told him his brain is not good, and the worse part is that William believes that. I could tell he did not feel good about that. He kept saying “I’m sick!” since he got home. I pulled his head to rest on my arm while we were lying on the bed and touched his head and said “You’re smart, your brain is good, don’t listen to Ethan”. I hope William doesn’t take Ethan’s words too serious. He’s almost 6 years old now so he’s starting to understand things around him. Bad or negative words/talks like that will do too much damage to his naive mind, I’m afraid.
William has been complaining about the pain in his mouth, his teeth so I decided to take him to the dentist; he was due for annual check up anyway.
Luckily, we got an appointment on Wed at 1:00 PM, before our trip to Mammoth Lakes.
Picked him up early at school around 12:30 PM. He said “No Gary!”. I could see why he said that because before we have aunt Lily to pick him up; I’d pick him up and take him to Gary’s daycare. So when he saw me, he was wondering if I would take him there. So I said, “No, No Gary; we’re going to the dentist.”. He said “No dentist” but did not kick or cry. I comforted him by telling him that this was just a check up, no pulling teeth.
He was doing ok with the X-Ray even though he kept moving his head. He could not wait in the room for the doctor; he kept walking around and checking out the rooms.
We did not get to see the doctor; the doctor’s assistant came and looked into William’s mouth; asking about if he’s hurt. Then he said he’d look into the X-rays.
William kept running around while we were waiting.
Then another assistant came in and asked if he’s ok to drink medicine. I said Yes but I was totally lost why he was asking that question. He kept on saying if William is not ok with medication then they’d refer him to other dentist.