Luckily our insurance paid 80 percent, which is great since it usually cover only 50 percent of tooth extractions.
The oral surgeon knock my daughter out, however she remained aware of what was happening but was too loopy to care.
When I was brought into the room, Sarah rolled her head over to look at me, then gave me a big goofy grin with her mouth full of gauze. "Hi." Then she said it again. "Hi."
I had to laugh. "Your kind of drunk on the medication, aren't you?"
The dental assistant smiled and said she was.
Unfortunately Sarah hadn't eaten anything the night before, one of the things she couldn't have because of the surgery was food. Her stomach does not like to be empty. Now that the surgery was over, Sarah jumped up and was promptly sick in the sink.
Then she announced she was hungry.
I took her to the market and let her pick out what ever she wanted to eat.
What Sarah wanted was fresh fruit and sorbets. The dental assistant had already told us cold things like ice cream would be ideal for the next few days, because of the swelling. So I got them for her.
Tomorrow she can have soft foods, but nothing hot.