
Last Wednesday, Sadie was put under general anaesthesia to have some dental work done. We got there at an early 5:30 to get everything started before the procedure. We opted to get it done when she was asleep because she had some extensive work to be done, like 5 visits at the dentist worth. We also did not want her to have bad feelings associated with dentists. We told her she was getting princess teeth because she got crowns. In all she got 5 fillings and 3 silver crowns done. Now, before you pass judgement on me and my family for not taking care of her teeth, I would like to say some words defending myself. For the last year we have brushed her teeth 3 times a day. We floss her teeth, and before that we brushed twice a day since she was 1. The dentist thinks she has a higher bacteria count in her mouth and that the teeth that have crowns on them now had flaws in the enamel because she believes the cavity started from the inside out. The other thing is that I have crappy teeth and my mother has crappy teeth, so now I think Sadie has inherited those crappy teeth. Now you can judge.

And you can definitely judge this. Nate and I partook, as Sadie was having her procedure done, on this doughnut the size of half a loaf of french bread. Sadie did so well with everything that happened. She was happy and never once got upset about anything going on (except for her saying she couldn't wait another second for her popsicle after the procedure was done). The only thing she complained about later that day was that her gums were a bit sore and she had a cut on the inside of her cheek. I was so relieved that everything went so well.