I was reminded by a reader that I never posted an update of how Sydney's appointment with the dentist went. So, here is the low down:
1. We arrived at the office at 9:30 a.m. on Wed., the 25th.
2. She was taken back at about 9:45 a.m. (they don't let the parents go back).
3. At about 10:30 a.m., I hadn't heard anything from a nurse or anybody. I went up to the front desk and asked for them to check on my girl.
4. She came back and told me that she was doing good. She said they were giving her a break at the moment because it looked like she had been crying. She said her eyes were all red.
Well, that is all I needed to hear. I asked if I could go back with her. She said (in her most professional voice), "We really don't like the parents to go back." I explained to her that this is the first type of any work Sydney has had. As I tried to explain why I should be allowed to go back and comfort her, I started to cry. GREAT! Now I have to walk away and go to the bathroom to regain my composure. As I walk away, I hear her saying to me, "She'll be o.k. You'll be o.k." NOT what I wanted to hear!!
5. I came out of the bathroom (a little embarrassed that I had been crying) and I sit in the waiting room with my arms crossed. I know this may sound a little childish, but I knew if I didn't make myself mad, I would probably start crying again. I did not like the thought of my little girl in the other room crying and me unable to give her any comfort. I felt very helpless.
6. Within about 20 minutes, I was called back to a room where they would bring her to me.
7. When she walked in, she seemed fine. She was happy and showing me the prizes she got. I thanked the dentist and left (still in a bad mood).
So, she was able to get away with a filling that he hopes will be all she needs. We will only know for sure as time goes by.
I do not plan on returning to this dentist unless necessary. The dentist we go to encourages my presence while they are working with my kids. I don't like feeling like an intruder when it comes to my kids.