Teething troubles

Ishbel has been a regular at the dental clinic lately. Mostly all she has had done is fissure seals put in - stuff put in the crevices of the back teeth where they are particularly deep with the aim of preventing food getting stuck in there and causing cavities. Today though she needed a filling. The tooth was actually filled 4 years ago but at the time she was unco-operative and Lesley, our dental therapist, noted the hole was not caries-free.

Ishbel was very good and did not complain about having to have a needle and her tooth drilled. She even had a little bit of fun sucking on the sucky thing and watching the blood and yuk drain out of a tooth that would probably have abcessed very soon, Lesley said.


By the end, however, Ishbel was fairly shaken up and didn't want to go back to school. I said I'd take her to work for an hour then I'd take her to school. At work I put Ishbel to work, helping me unpack the boxes of new books that came in this morning (Jenny usually does that but she's on holidays). After an hour Ishbel was still not happy so, with Gillian kindly offering to do the lunchtime desk shift I should have done, we decided to go home. We took the library mail to the post office then decided to ring Auntie Karen and see if she was up for a visit because we know she's spending Thursdays at home. Armed with afternoon tea we spent an hour or so with Karen and a snotty Uncle Dan.