Thursday was the big day for Aaron, and probably even bigger for me. Aaron had a tooth pulled and an implant done. It seemed like such an awful procedure, and I never know how Aaron will react or be affected by these sorts of things. I just dreaded it so much, but I could not let him know that.
We delivered Meals On Wheels that morning, and got to eat lunch out like always. He chowed down on his favorite personal pizza at Old Chicago. The last meal, I thought…HaHa! OK, in hindsight I know I was being more than a bit dramatic but really, I was nervous for him.
I wasn’t allowed to go back with him, which surprised me, so I sat in the waiting room and prayed as I watched amazing house transformations on the television. But soon one of the assistants came out to get me. She told me that Aaron was fine but that he was getting anxious.
I walked in the room and heard Aaron being very vocal about how he did not like what was happening. I patted his arm and assured him that everything was fine as the oral surgeon worked to remove the tooth. I sat in a nearby chair and was honestly glad that one of the assistants blocked my view of Aaron’s mouth.
“OW!!” Aaron kept saying. That was followed by lots of grunts and groans. The surgeon was so good with Aaron as he assured him that soon he would be finished. And the sound effects from Aaron continued. Talk about drama!
Finally Aaron, his mouth full of the block and the instruments, said something. Of course, it was hard to understand.
“Well, Aaron,” said one of the techs. “You feel like cursing?”
That’s sure what it sounded like he said.
And honestly, I couldn’t blame him.
But Aaron came forward, pulled out the block, and said, “NO! I feel like QUITTING!” 😊 😊
I imagine each of them felt just the same as Aaron!
We all made it through, especially Aaron. I’m thankful that the implant could be done right after the extraction, and that Aaron had good bone structure for that. I’m praying that he will tolerate the remaining procedures with far less drama.
It’s interesting to see what bothers Aaron as he processes what he has experienced.
“Dad?” he asked, “they took a lot of money away from Mom when we got there. Are we gonna be poor?”
And when he took a nap, he was afraid that the implant would fall out when he was lying down.
Aaron needs lots of explanations and assurances about new events like this. He observes everything but he doesn’t understand everything like we do.
As we watched a show that night, and he ate some applesauce, He declared that he was getting tired of this implant. But it cheered him up the next day to get a large order of soft French fries and a mocha frappe.
He really is doing very well, although sometimes it’s hard to know what his pain level is.
“Aaron,” I asked later that first night, “how is your pain?”
“It still hurts a little,” he answered.
“So, it’s not terrible then?” I asked.
“Well, it is kind of terrible,” he replied.
What I do know is that he was VERY happy to go to Wal-Mart with me and to spend his birthday gift card from Aunt Sandra on a Nintendo fishing game.
And I do know that all of the love and prayers from so many have made a huge difference, not only for Aaron but for Mom as well.
Thank you so much for that blessing!
Now I must run because Aaron has already planned on a Dillon’s potato salad for lunch, and who knows what else?!
No quitting now, for sure! 😊