After driving Mommy to the office in the morning, we went near Carlingford station to see the dentist. Unfortunately, the clinic was fully booked for the day so off we went to Carlingford Court but it was the same. Note to self: don't time doctor/dentist visits on school holidays.
After calling 4 other clinics, I finally got hold of one nearby that had a 4pm slot open. Which much free time to spare, we went to Monkey Mania playground at Bankstown so the kids can play.
At around 3pm, we left the playground and drove to the clinic. Ethan cried the whole 45 minutes because his toothache started acting up again. He said, "bring me to the dentist now. I can't hold it anymore!" As if there's some he has to hold back, like his wee wee or pupu.
We got to the clinic at exactly 4pm and the doctor called us in almost immediately. An x-ray showed that he had a cavity too deep that it's already exposing his nerves. The doctor asked if I was willing to try extraction and I said yes. Poor Ethan, he thought he was just there for consultation but ended up losing a tooth. Surprisingly though, he didn't seem bother. He was just happy to get rid of the toothache.
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| Do I look happy? A gauze in his mouth to stop the bleeding |
Ethan was cool through most of it. Or was at least pretending to be. I knew he was nervous (he was shaking), but he tried his best to suppress that. I am, of course, very very proud.
On our way home he said he wanted to keep the tooth so he can put it under the pillow. The tooth fairy is supposed to take it and replace it with a coin. I replied, "I'm your tooth fairy. Don't bother putting it there. I'll give you your money now." Yeah, I'm a spoiler.
