So you'd think I'd also be a nut
And I won't lie, I like a man with a nice grill, too (Scott, you got it goin' on!). I don't care what means it takes to achieve this either. Braces, those old school, hard, colorful plastic/wire retainers (I'm totally sportin' 2 of those bad boys once a
I am equally consumed with my kids' teeth. Don't EVEN get me started on Cal's teeth issues (refusal to pull them, refusal to brush near a tooth that is loose, blah blah blah -- threats worked well with him!). But the BIG problem began years ago when we had Claire & realized she had special needs. Due to my "issues," I made a vow early on about Claire:
1. I will NEVER take her out without her being dressed like a damn child model with perfectly styled hair.
2. I will NEVER let her have bad teeth.
Not sure why I associated the opposite with "special needs" in general, but for some reason, I did.
And that is when the Special Needs Parenting Gods sought me out & struck me the F down.
Yep. I figured out pretty damn quick that there would be PLENTY o' times my girl was all of the above -- dressed shittily (is that a word?!), hair a hot mess, and sportin' far-from-"beautiful" chompers.
Oh yes. I gave up those "I will NEVER's" in a hurry. Here's why...
OK, so roughly 5-ish years ago, we noticed that Claire was developing some black staining on her teeth. We feverishly brushed (against her will), tried to loosen it, attempted to rectify the situation to the best of our abilities. No matter how much we brushed, the black staining remained. At the next dental visit, we asked our dentist and hygienist about this. They were both completely confused, as this wasn't something they saw hardly ever. They decided that it was likely due to a variety of factors: Claire doesn't eat by mouth so her food cannot really act as a natural "toothbrush" (she is 100% g-tube fed), this "staining" was likely bacterial, possibly caused from something in her saliva, and likely it is "out of our hands" as far as brushing it away. They assured us that her teeth were healthy under the black streaks (seriously?!) and that likely it was coating her teeth and protecting them from cavities. However, it isn't so great for her poor gums. Gingi-friggin'-vitis can suck it!
We discussed our options regarding cleaning her teeth. We basically had two choices: knock her ass out using anesthesia and clean them ALL up 100% perfectly -- only to have anesthesia side effects & the black staining return within a month or two -- OR -- hold her down, avoid anesthesia, clean them the best we can, and still have it return in a month or two. The choice was obvious for us.
So, every 6 months like clockwork, we brave the dentist's office with not one, but TWO dwarves. And though Lola has avoided the black staining, she has yellow plaque-like shit (for lack of a better word!) on her toofers. Good times.
"Black & yellow, black & yellow, black & yellow, black & yellow... yeah, uh huh, you know what it is...everything I do, I do it big..." ~Wiz Khalifa
On Wednesday in the a.m., Scott & I set off with our girls, completely unsuspecting of the
Up first was Lola. We established our positions -- Scott in the chair holding Lola, me standing next to the chair holding the suction device, Nellie (our fabulous hygienist) goin' to town from the front, and Claire passed out in her beanbag. Let's DO THIS DEAL. TEAMWORK!
|So far, so good... though starting to gently arch her back against Scott's hand in protest (damn hypertonia!).|
|"My fangs hurt, and I HATE YOU ALLLLLLLL!!!!"|
|Sweet, relaxed, flashin' WSD gang signs... that's my girl.|
|"Wait, where AM I??? What's happening?!?!? It's MY turn?"|
|Our girl is terrified at this point. Notice the rubber gloves, Claire's praying hands, and Daddy trying to trick her with the smug smiles and fake, fingertip-only back rub... make a break for it, Claire! Shit's goin' DOWN, girlfriend.|
|Gettin' suited up, still suspicious...|
|OMG. OMG. OMG. Must! Escape!!!|
|Pissed as HELL straight out the MF gate!|
|Notice the intense stress/strain on Scott's left wrist... sister's hella FIERCE. Notice my well-timed |
|Sympathy cries for her sister... Tag Team back again!|
|Tryin' to "tapout" ~ mission unsuccessful! Claire = 0. Nellie/blood/f'in' sharp-ass tools = 1.|
|30 minutes, one shredded bicep, a skidmark, multiple juicy farts, and some bloody gums/lips later, our girl's teeth are once again SPOTLESS (for the most part) (for another month or so anyway...). Hells yeah.|
Just wish there was something we could do to help them STAY THAT WAY!!! (And no, she doesn't take iron or antibiotics that might have caused this, and yes, we've tried multiple probiotics to stimulate good bacterial growth to hopefully overtake the blackness, all to no avail, dammit!) So if anyone has any suggestions, fire them my way. Until then, we will keep on keepin' on and will love the hell outta our girlies & their sometimes colorful, yet decently-aligned grinders. And FULLY letting go of our need to have control over things which clearly are OUT OF OUR CONTROL. So hard, but I think this is partly the girls' gift to us.
I leave you with someone who has much larger issues than just his teeth and who makes me feel a WHOLE helluva lot better about our own situation... ENJOY!
Big hugs & thanks to Nellie & Dr. Diana Quillin for all your help with our family's teeth & for dealing with all our "issues." We love you!