First Broken Bone?

Nope.

FIRST CAVITY.

We have always felt that Solomon

would take the first trip to the E.R.

and come home in a cast.

Something to do with his disposition I guess.

And I had felt so much pride

with our track record at the dentist

especially when twice a year I have to listen

to the lecture about children who learn at home

have a higher rate of cavities, blah blah blah

I tried to prepare him as best I could,

suggesting that, like the allergy testing,

the unknown is worse than the actual event.

He had alot of questions about the gas that the dentist said he would use.

Gas from the gas station? Propane? Gas like in Nathan's green gas gun?

I tried to focus on the good news-no shot!

 He wondered if he would be asleep like Grandpa

during his surgery and have to get pushed out in a wheelchair.

Still smiling all the way though.

Little did he know, we were both doing the same thing;

fake it until you make it.

 The nurse was great and showed him everything they would use,

giving gentle descriptions (instead of drill).

The anticipation was the worst part so I occupied him

by taking photos and pointing out anything he hadn't noticed in the office.

I told him I would take pics so he could see what the procedure was like.

 The Dr. told him that as soon as his hands were tingly, he would start.

Luckily that took 2.5 seconds because I didn't like seeing him laying there

with a gas mask on.

I asked Solomon if I could take pics because he looked

like something cool from Star Wars...

this was really for my own benefit

as things look different through a lens and I found I could watch

without feeling faint.

Solomon was amazed by several things

including the effects of the gas mask

but also how quickly the cavity was taken care of.

The Dr. sweetly replied that even though they can be fixed

and quite quickly,

it is best to really try not to get another one.

You would think he had orders straight from the President.

He ordered water with his lunch.

Water.