Squeaker’s had two sets of dental x-rays this month. That’s right. TWO. We’re fortunate enough to learn that he’s got 3 cavities infesting his mouth at this very moment. Two of his cavities took up residence on baby teeth, but one set up shop on a molar. Oh, that vile dental decay!
We told him and told him about brushing teeth and the importance of getting the so-called “sugar bugs” off so that he would not get cavities. I’m proud to say that my mouth owns no fillings. The only cavity I’ve ever gotten was yanked out with a wisdom tooth, so I refuse to count it. After all, that tooth clearly did not belong in my mouth. My husband does not get cavities either. We try to install good oral hygiene in our children. But getting an 8-year-old with autism to brush-brush-brush his teeth for the requisite number of minutes, hit every single tooth, and then add flossing on to that really becomes a fight. If they ever suggest mouth wash I may just laugh in their faces. I’ll wait until he’s older and can control the situation himself to allow that chore to happen. The sensation of swishing even the alcohol-free version of mouthwash does not make anyone all that happy.
At least they caught the cavities with the dental x-rays that he did a great job allowing them to capture by sitting still and biting down on those horrible bitewings just the way they told him to. He also got his teeth cleaned without requiring sedation dentistry or any other form of intervention. He did the whole she-bang.
Only problem? The cavity-filling with just plain-old laughing gas and Valium (he took eight of them, by the way) was a no go. He would not allow them to keep that mask on his face and the Valium did not even come close to keeping him still. He’s also got to get sealants done because sealants were a fail while he was awake and he’s got to get his teeth protected, so we’re hoping to get it all done at once. Now, instead of doing it with the least cost in mind we’ve got to do it in the hospital with him fully sedated. He’s relieved that he won’t need the scary mask on though.
I’ll be relieved if, when we get x-rays on his teeth again, we do not see any more cavities.