Pointing at my arm,
McColley asked "What is in there?"
I answered, "Inside your arm is bones, muscles, veins and arteries."
Very seriously he shook his head and swore, "I don't have any of that."
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Yesterday he had a dental appointment.
Luckily, this time it was just the six-month cleaning. Unfortunately McColley vividly remembers the last few times we pulled into that parking lot and walked into that building, so sobbing commenced before the car was in park.
When the appointment started I laid down in the chair and coaxed McColley to lay down on my chest. He was still crying, but didn't put up a fight when the hygienist put the little bib on him or when I put on some sunglasses to protect his eyes.
The tears continued through the brushing of his teeth, however, he cooperated fully with the hygienist and she was able to do a thorough cleaning.
Next, she painted his teeth with a fluoride polish. Once again he was unhappy, but compliant.
Since he had done so well, she told him he could get up and pick out a toy from the 'Treasure Box'. While he was choosing out a snake, the hygienist asked me if I thought he would allow them to take an x-ray to check out the situation on his permanent teeth. I said it was worth a try.
When he came back to the chair, I told him he was going to get a special picture taken and he actually got excited. We walked over to the room for the x-ray and all was good until he found out that I wouldn't be holding him through his picture. He started sobbing and clung to me, but when a second hygienist came over and asked if she could hold him through the picture he agreed after being told that I would be the one taking the picture.
The second hygienist held him on her lap and the first hygienist showed him the camera and draped the heavy apron over him. Next she got him to hold the film in his mouth by explaining that she was taking a picture of his nose. As soon as the film was where she wanted it, I pushed the button and heard the click.
The hygienist quickly pulled the film out and got McColley to bite down on a second film by explaining that she was taking a picture of his chin. Once again, as soon as the film was placed, I pushed the button.
Once the pictures were taken, he walked back to the original dental chair with me and was actually excited about having taken the pictures. Right when we got back to our chair, the dentist started examining the boy sitting next to us. We were able to watch how that exam went, so McColley wasn't scared when the dentist came over and did his exam.
The dentist completed his exam in about 30 seconds just to keep from pushing McColley past his point of comfort. After that exam was over, McColley got to go and pick a second toy from the 'Treasure Box' while the dentist talked to me.
It was all good news! McColley is showing just a bit of wear on his teeth, so we need to be very vigilant about brushing the bite surfaces (which we are trying to do already) and the hygienist told me to start introducing flossing.
By the time that was over McColley had picked out his second toy, a 'snapping' tooth (it's a tooth that opens up so you can put things inside). Then the dentist gave him a little squeaky airplane for being so good and the hygienist gave me the bag o' dental goodies (toothbrush, floss, etc).
Next, we walked out into the receptionist area and McColley said, "We have to pay now." So, he was totally calm and quiet while I scheduled his next cleaning in six months. And, luckily, we didn't have to pay anything! (Our insurance has had some weirdness in the last few months and the co-pay just got dropped... but we weren't sure if that had happened yet or not.)