Mattey had a dentist appointment yesterday to have her last bad tooth fixed. It looked badly decayed and sometimes she would say that it hurt while brushing. Getting her to the dentist was no easy task but with a lot of talking and, of course, the promise of a reward, she was finally ready to let the dentist fix it.
When we first got there, she was very talkative with the dentist. She started getting a little apprehensive when the chair began to move and lay her back. Then the dentist put on the mask, which supplies the laughing gas to try and calm her. This was one thing she had really hoped to avoid, but it did calm her down. After closer examination, the dentist said that the tooth was broken and that he wouldn't be able to save it. I stood there, leaning over and holding her hands while the dentist pulled out her tooth. This was not a pleasant sight but luckily for her the dentist had her good and numb so she didn't feel much. After it was all finished the dentist had her bite on some gauze to help with the pain. This has become her comfort. She still is walking around with a piece of gauze half sticking out of her mouth, obviously not the same piece.
The broken pieces of tooth were left under her pillow and the Tooth Fairy must have felt sorry for her, because she left her two dollars. At least now she won't be bothered by that tooth anymore. Mom and Dad were quite proud of how well she handled this event.