Yesterday was Benjamin’s first dentist appointment. I had already rescheduled the first appointment so when the secretary mentioned 9 am, I gritted my teeth and agreed.
At 8:45, we drove up, pulled in, stared at the second floor entrance, and prayed there was a hidden elevator somewhere. I ran inside, inquired about the location of the elevator, and realized a new game plan had to be made. Luckily, Benjamin is light and not too difficult to carry, so we loaded up our arms with baby, vent, suction, go bag, and purse.
Benjamin wasn’t too crazy about being held in the office. Making sure Benjamin is comfortable while being held can be difficult. It takes some careful juggling to manage Benjamin’s floppy head and limbs with the vent and trach. (But I do enjoy every minute of it) As soon as we walked to the back and placed Benjamin on the table, a huge smile emerged and the flirting began. While I talked to the dentist, Benjamin waved, blew kisses, played peek-a-boo, and smiled to the dental hygienist. By the time we finished talking, his teeth were all clean without a bit of fussing. The dentist thought his teeth looked great. She said we should expect some delays in the teeth emerging, but so far so good. 🙂
Last week we had another huge milestone…Benjamin’s first spoken word. In speech last week, his therapist decided to try a Popsicle. First she let him touch the Popsicle, and he quickly let go. Tooo Cold. She then brought the Popsicle to his mouth, and Benjamin immediately shook his head and in a raspy little whisper said “NO.” He repeated this every time she brought the Popsicle to his mouth, but kept signing “more” to try to hold the Popsicle. Today we returned to speech, he said no again for us, but eventually enjoyed the Popsicle managing his secretions pretty well. We have yet to suction purple out of his trach, so hopefully his swallowing was relatively effective.
From the desk of Benjamin’s personal assistant, we did get the ok from our insurance for four trachs a month. This might be the easiest resolved problem we have had. It’s about time.
Thursday, Benjamin has his surgery, and we should be there around 23 hours. I expect a quick recovery. I am trying not to get my hopes up, but I pray this will help Benjamin’s swallowing and vocalizing. Pray, Pray, Pray!!!