We went to numerous dentists and a number of suggestions were made about how to handle her cavities and her enamel problems, but in the end nothing was successful so we had to take the route we were trying to avoid... a procedure at the hospital with anesthesia.
After a couple hiccups with a last minute scheduling of the procedure, and my company accidentally canceling Riley's insurance we were finally able to reschedule the procedure (so we could also have time to complete her pre-op appointment) this past Wednesday.
We tried to prepare Riley for the procedure without scaring her, and well... she wasn't scared one bit. She was excited that she got to wear her pajamas to the dentist and astounded that she would get to eat there too. She was almost a little too excited that I thought about setting her right about this, but decided against installing any caution in her so she wouldn't be fearful going in.
Riley already received some fillings and one crown on a molar, but with this procedure we knew that she would need a lot more crowns, some possibly on the front. Her one crown is silver and the plan was to put white ones on the front and silver in the back. We cringed at the thought of having so much silver in her mouth and I had visions of her being nicknamed 'jaws'. I had to remember that she won't have these teeth forever and before long they would be gone. Some friends tried to shed positive light on the situation by reminding me that some people pay big money to have that much bling in their mouth. Ha, guess I know what her Halloween costume could be this year.
Riley selected to have one of us go back with her to the operating room. I went with (I think Jesse was having a harder time with having to put Riley through this) and stayed with her until the anesthesia kicked in which was probably only a minute. I'm glad I got to be there, but will admit it was hard to see this and then to leave her side.
The procedure took about an hour and a half, but from when she went into the operating room until we were pulled into the recovery room it was just over 2 hours. Jesse and I brought reading material, but got sucked into HGTV (House Hunters Renovation. Holy crap, people pay an insane amount for housing on the west coast).
The doctor came out and explained that they had to add 5 crowns in the back, but were able to avoid crowns on the front (they did fillings instead). Her original crown needs to be watched as it might be susceptible of falling out early. If that happens she'll need a retainer of sorts to keep it in place until her adult teeth come in (so her teeth don't grow in crooked). This certainly wasn't our ideal situation, but about what we expected going into this. The doctor said someone would be out shortly to get us once Riley started to wake up.
Soon after, a staff member came out and said that they were asking for just Riley's mom. When I arrived in the recovery room, Riley was clinging to a nurse, crying and asking for 'mommy'. I held her and tried to console her and shortly after, Jesse arrived in the room. I think the woman who came out was told to "go get her mom" and assumed that dad couldn't come back. I'm guessing someone told her to go get him too once they saw I was the only one back there.
The nurse shared that Riley was going through post-op anesthesia delirium which I guess is fairly common for Riley's age (4). The nurse gave her some medications to help her fall back asleep and noted that when kids come out of that sleep they usually do better, but as we know, Riley is a fighter and wasn't going to let these meds put her back to sleep. The nurse explained that the anesthesia usually gets out of the system in about 45 minutes and, if anything, Riley should come around by then. So for about 45 minutes Jesse and I took turns holding Riley while she cried, screamed, thrashed around, and occasionally calmed down only to head right back into a tizzy. She begged to go home, but we explained that they needed her to eat and drink before we could do so. It was pretty painful to see, but we've seen her go through this before (colic, night terrors, etc) so I think we knew we just needed to wait it out.
|The flushed face is from the anesthesia and probably the crying.|
I've been a little more emotional than usual since this happened and I think it's partly because she's been extra sweet and loving... and I know it was just a dental procedure, but it reminded me of how precious life is and how lucky I am. Oh geez, I'm starting to sound super sappy. Let's just say I'm very grateful that I have such a cool kid and hope she gets all the cool things she deserves.