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I am not the most sensitive of people, which means you will find some of my blogs to be vulgar, and possibly rude. If foul language offends you, I warn you now to use caution when proceeding.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Dylan's first cavity filling....

So let me tell you something. Having the dentist tell you that your 2 year old has a few cavities is NEVER something you want to hear. Its my own fault I suppose. No matter how often he brushes or flosses, that candy will do it every time (we have since drastically cut back). So anyway, this story is to share with you all, the hilarious event of the actual filling.
So I take Dylan in back and he's throwing a fit, I mean serious. I took away his little game pad thing and he wasn't happy. So I took him to the backroom and I put him in the chair and he's screaming and crying and grabbing the arm rest and all that while the chair starts to lean back.
Well I'm thinking, wonderful, I'm gonna have to sit in the chair and hold him down, not my idea of a good time, especially when doing a filling, I'm afraid that he'll move while the drilling is going one and get a hole put through his cheek and all that. So the dental assistant comes in and says "it's okay mom" as I'm trying to hold him down. The other dental assistant comes in and they put a mask on his face, and he's still screaming, and they say no problem, he's still inhaling, well in a matter of second, his screams turn to insane giggles, I shit you not, he was like the fucking Joker. Now let me tell you a little back story. Lately Dylan has been walking around telling Mike and I "D.I.O." he'll tell you, mid sentence "I said D.I.O" and naturally we have NOO idea what that means. So back to the current story, as Dylan starts to laugh like a total lunatic, he starts telling the dentist " I said D.I.O" and so the dentist thinks he wants a song and proceeds to break out in a 7 or 8 verse version of old McDonalds, so he can E.I, E.I.O. Well Dylan is CRACKING up and BOTH mike and I are laughing so hard we're crying. There actually must have been a leak in the tube or something, cause we were ALL laughing at Dylan, he was high as a kite. SO after his filling, he's still laughing and sayin "D.I.O" and we get him up off the chair and he INSISTS on walking. (we didn't think it was the best idea, but...) so he starts walking down the hallway, and runs into the wall like 4 times, starts walking sideways like a drunk guy doing a cop's line walk. and then he thinks "hey lets RUN" and BAM right into the door... As much as it pained me to watch, I had to laugh at my Drunk kid. And he goes back on Thursday for another one (the dentist only wanted to do 1 or 2 so he wouldn't be afraid of him) and if I can, I'll record it and figure out the way to post it, cause its hilarious. the way I exploit my kids, lol..

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My 3 on the pier in Huntington Beach

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