So about this morning and the oral surgeon? Yeah no, that didn't happen. Well, it happened but the tooth is still in the boy's mouth. He was not affected by the nitrous gas at all. I mean it did nothing for him. He was so paranoid, anxious and freaking out that the doctor didn't feel comfortable doing the procedure there. We get to take him to the children's hospital tomorrow morning at o' dark thirty to have the surgery done there. Yay, the fun continues into the weekend! Just want we wanted.
Also, for those wondering, he does get his anxiety from me. However, this boy of mine? He's asking for the tooth to come out. He wants the gas to work. He wants them to pull it. He has so much subconscious anxiety that he freaks out without really wanting to. It's odd and it's sad.
Hopefully tomorrow all will be good and he'll be tooth free. Fingers crossed.
Also, for those wondering, he does get his anxiety from me. However, this boy of mine? He's asking for the tooth to come out. He wants the gas to work. He wants them to pull it. He has so much subconscious anxiety that he freaks out without really wanting to. It's odd and it's sad.
Hopefully tomorrow all will be good and he'll be tooth free. Fingers crossed.
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