Toothless Wonder Boy.
This happened today.
We’ve been on the cancellation list to get into dental surgery ASAP, and I knew it was coming, but I’m still horribly sad about my baby’s teeth.
I want to cry.
Since I was so sick with giardiasis during his pregnancy I had malnutrition, and it caused the enamel on his top teeth not to form. His teeth were really soft, not hard and white like they should be.
As a result they quickly began to crumble and the only option was to have them pulled out to end his pain.
He was so brave.
We talked to him about the dentist and what would happen quite a bit so he knew what to expect.
He has spent the past two weeks screaming and sobbing because his teeth were hurting so much. He was ready to go to the dentist.
In total they did three baby root canals and silver caps on his top molars to save them, and then they had to pull all four of his front top teeth because they were too soft to cap. They also did sealants on the bottom molars.
His bottom teeth have normal enamel, it’s only the top teeth that are bad luckily.
They did an x-ray to find out how his adult teeth were forming. Good news there, the decay of his top teeth hadn’t reached his newly forming adult teeth and everything with the adult teeth looked great so far.
I cannot believe he just won’t have all of those top front teeth for years. It’s strange and sad. It’s going to take a lot of getting used to on my part.
I asked the dentist about the retainer type thing that has fake teeth on it so that he could still look more normal. She told me that the children’s hospital policy is to follow current research, which shows that those retainers restrict upper jaw growth over time and can cause serious problems down the road.
She said the only way to get something like that was to go to a private office and then it would be up to the dentist, but it goes against research.
So I don’t think we’ll go that route.
Henry shall remain the toothless wonder boy for now.
Here he is once we got home, showing off his teeth for the tooth fairy and also showing off his poor swollen face.
He has gone through periods of time today where he’s inconsolable, and then he will be happy and hyper before crashing back into misery again.
Bless his heart, he’s trying to get on with life.
Today he has been randomly fixated on cutting paper with a pink pair of children’s scissors. It was one of the first things he talked about upon waking from the general anesthesia…
About ten minutes after snapping these pictures he started sobbing hysterically. That lasted about an hour. He spiked a fever, which they warned us was a common side effect of so much dental trauma. I ended up giving him a dose of Tylenol on top of the Motrin already in his system. That helped about half an hour later.
I hate seeing him in so much pain! He desperately wants to rip those caps off of his teeth. He thinks he has popcorn stuck in his teeth and he keeps spitting. It’s funny, but sad, considering…
My poor sweet boy. I know they’re just teeth, but…sigh. I feel like it’s my fault, but there’s nothing I could have done differently. We brush teeth every night, sometimes in the morning also. We don’t regularly drink juice or eat tons of sweets. My girls have absolutely zero cavities. It was just Henry’s missing enamel that made him susceptible to decay. Big time.
One last random photo before I go to sleep–
This cat is in the proverbial dog house this week for massacring a bird in my living room on the carpet.