Quirky Mom, Quirky Family
My biggest baby is ten today. What a strange decade it has been. A decade!
In ten years we have moved a handful of times, and always found ourselves back in South Florida, in the home we are in now. We’ve been through two major illnesses, two deaths. We’ve seen so much more happiness – babies being born, grades being graduated, events being celebrated. [Read more...]
Took all three kiddoes to the dentist for a check up & cleaning today. Have I mentioned how much I hate. Hate. Pediatric Dental Center in Coral Springs? I have never been seen at my actual appointment time, or within an hour of my actual appointment time, never been treated with respect, never walked out of there happy.
We had an 8:30 AM appointment, which we arrived promptly on time for. At 9:30 AM we were led into another waiting area to wait on the x-rays to be taken. Around 10 we were taken back for the x-rays. They did Dorian’s first, then took Eshiva to yet another room for hers, and something like 15 minutes later did Malachai’s x-rays.
While they were doing E & M they were cleaning Dorian’s teeth. Michael stayed with Eshiva while they checked over her crown and whatever else they did. They finally took M’s x-rays and led us over to the other side for his cleaning. Dor was wrapping up, and then we waited another 10 – 15 minutes for the assistant to come to M. The entire time there were two assistants standing around doing abso-fucking-lutely nothing. o_O
The gal tries to clean Malachai’s teeth. They only had mint. No one in my house likes mint. Mal and I especially. It burns. It hurts. I don’t have a word for it, but it isn’t comfortable. So I am trying to keep his mouth open so this lady can clean his front teeth at least and he is biting me, but not hard enough to really hurt. I finally gave up.
Dorian has no cavities, he’s a-ok, just gotta come back in 6 months for another cleaning. Oh, did I mention they didn’t fucking clean his teeth? He still had tartar and crap all over them. I am going to see if my dentist will see him. She gets mine squeaky, even with the braces on.
Malachai has a cavity so bad in one of his lower teeth they need to remove it. WHich means they need to remove the same tooth on the other wise. Plus a filling in an adult tooth. Fuck. They don’t do sedation dentistry. They give out a cup of Benedryl (oh, excuse me, a cup of Diphenhydramine – I’m not an idiot doc, it’s fucking Benedryl), which makes my kid bounce off the walls, not relax. He can’t be gassed b/c it screws up his already screwy sensory issues and I refuse to have him papoosed. So I called the ortho, who is amazing. I got the name and number for the dentist she takes her special needs kid to and in a few short weeks I will be shelling out 110$ plus 33$ per x-ray for a consult about having the above work done.
This is the third time they have suggested I pull teeth, by the way. What is going on that the only solution is to pull my kids teeth out?
Eshiva needs a crown replaced, because it fell off. Yes. You read that right. It fell off. How did it fall off? I have no idea. My bet is that it wasn’t on well to begin with. She also has three cavities. The soonest we could get in for that work? December 27. Yep. But I should feel free to call back, every couple of weeks to see if there is an opening.
I will be calling the insurance to find another dentist, but thanks for the overwhelming lack of help.
I grabbed my purse to use the restroom and apparently I have walked out of that office enough times that the first thing the counter gal asked was if there was a problem.
Maybe if they didn’t treat us like we don’t have a clue and treated my kids with some respect and acted like they could handle special needs I wouldn’t have to storm out so much. Hell, today I’d have settled for being seen on time.
This was the year. Of course I thought about it. But I didn’t obsess about it all day. And the day before. And the day after.
What is July 25? [Read more...]
Any ideas? We got Malachai a present today, a new Sony Walkman 8 Gig MP3 player. Why? He has done awesome at school this year, homework getting done (not immediately and not without a fight but no where near the fight it took last year or the year before) so I wanted to reward his good work. Why a new MP3 player? I am fairly certain that his old one is in the undercarriage of the car. Yep. He left it somewhere it shouldn’t have gotten lost (his headphones were still in the car, mp3 player no where to be found) and I will not fault him on that one. If it had gotten lost in the house or out, then no way would I have replaced it. So, we got one on clearance today and I am filling it as I type. Back to the question at hand.
It’s a pretty small device. I’d like something a bit larger for him to keep it in so it doesn’t disappear again. Ideas? I was tempted to knit a cord around his headphone cord (big over the ear types, not tiny in the ear types) and put a little bag on the end so as long as the headphones are plugged in, the mp3 played would just sit in it’s case, attached to the headphones.
That is more work than I want to do today. Knitting a tube around a headphone word just isn’t on my list of “fun” for things to do today.
So… ideas? I can’t exactly superglue it to his arm 
Yah – I grew up on those lanes. Mom stopped working two weeks before I was born and started back two weeks after. No joke. I think I spent more time sleeping behind the counter there than I did at home lol
I had my first crush in that bowling alley. I had my first lots of things in there lol
When I turned… 10 or 11 mom got transferred to another alley in Randallstown (the one on my arm is the Pikesville alley) which I also spent a ridiculous amount of time in. However, the one on my arm is duckpins, not tenpins. I played a lot of pool in them too.
Because you all had to know that.
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I remember the indoor “flea” market they had on bowling nights and the junk I had to have. They used to let me pick the winning 50/50 raffle ticket.
My first real job was as a short order cook at Timonium FairLanes.
Aunt Jackie used to tell me how when I was a baby in the stroller… she remembered one time I was playing with something on one side of the stroller – a nail or something holding it together. I turned to the other side to see if there was one on that side too. She used to tell me she knew I’d be a smartie from that alone. One time Erin’s chair flipped backwards (the Maclarren stroller – it used to do that a lot – unsafe thing!) and she remembered running down from the other end of the alley, mom right behind her, to pick her back up.
Funny things that pop up into mind sometimes.
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