As I mentioned in my first post, the next "torture day" was Apr. 24, 2009. That day I took Little Fatty to the specialist's office at 8:30 in the morning.
I never imagined that there would be so many early birds. I had thought Little Fatty might be the first patient. There were already several kids waiting there and I could clearly hear some kid screaming in the treatment room, which scared me very much.
Soon after I filled out some forms, it was our turn . The dental specialist is a middle-aged and nice-looking lady. When she approached Little Fatty with smile, Little Fatty was happy to lay on the chair with not suspecting anything. The specialist spoke fluent Mandarin, so she can communicate to her every procedure. Even then, only after a few minutes, Little Fatty could not bear it even though the specialist told her it was just a check. After the check, she advised that it was not worth fixing her teeth, because if they were to do the fillings, they would have to have her wrapped on the chair with a bed sheet and have her head fastened in a special clip, which may lead to incredible suffering for her. As for her cavities, they were tiny, which the last treatment had drilled them totally. What I should do in the future is to brush her teeth twice a day, cut out all sweets, floss her teeth after every meal and apply some fluoride on her bad teeth before bedtime.
CUT OUT all the SWEETS? Is that possible? The specialist also added that if I do as she says, Little Fatty's bad teeth will remain in good condition until she gets permanent teeth. Otherwise, it will affect her. I know it's hard on both her and me, but I have no choice. I just imagine that every Halloween Little Fatty is gonna say 'trick or treat salty'.
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