Today was another doctor visit, and another growth ultrasound. He is growing healthy and strong, his kicks and punches are getting stronger and stronger every day. He is 1lb and 9oz, heartbeat is strong, and the doctor said all his limbs and organs are in place and he is exactly where he should be for his gestational age. Unfortunately, we had the sonographer that I am not a fan of, who takes terrible pictures and isn't very friendly. The pictures that we have aren't great, and she did a 4D ultrasound, which we were so excited about seeing, and it just didn't turn out great. But the doctor said that the best time to have that done is between 28-30 weeks, because we will be able to see what he looks like much better. I hate to say it, but the 4D pictures look kinda creepy, but then he is just bone and loose skin haha! So here is John!
I am back from the dentist and I survived! When we got there I started tearing up going into the door because that is how scared I was, but I put on a brave face and went in. The staff was so nice and they made me feel very comfortable and the dentist agreed the tooth should be extracted and that it could be done today. Seeing as I have Tuesday's off from work for now on, I decided this is the best time to get it done so that I have all night and all day tomorrow to heal. The procedure was kick, only pain was the pinches from the Novocaine shots, and pressure from the tooth being pulled, but that was it. It is gone, and now I never have to worry about it again.So now here I sit with gauze in my mouth, I have to change it every 10 to 15 minutes until the bleeding stops, and then can only eat soft foods like mashed potatoes for the next two days and I can't spit or rinse for 24 hours so I don't get a dry socket. The Novocaine is starting to wear off, and with it is coming the pain, so as soon as the bleeding stops, which it is slowing down, I am going to try Tylenol first, and then if it gets really bad, I do have Percocet for back up, but I prefer not to take that if I don't have to. The cute thing was, as much as I was stressed out, John was kicking and punching, almost like he was letting me know he was there for me and everything was going to be OK. He loves his mommy already!
To know me is to know that I have a huge fear of dentists. Having a stranger put their hands in my mouth and do any type of procedure makes me want to run for the hills! And with all the medical things I have gone through in my life, and impending labor coming up in November, going to the dentist should seem like a breeze. But it scares me to death that today, I have to go see one. I have a tooth that has been broken for awhile, in fact I have several teeth that are broken or chipped, and after the baby is born I plan on getting dentures. Anywho, this tooth has decided to give me trouble the past month, becoming infected and causing two trips to the ER. Antibiotics kill the infection, and Percocet is safe during pregnancy, but then it comes right back. Which is what it did last night. So since it hurts to talk a lot, my mom called this morning and set up a free consult with a dentist not far from here this afternoon. Either he'll prescribe more medicine to kill the infection and then pull it out, or he will pull it out today if the infection isn't bad or just starting. Yikes!! Usually anytime I have a tooth pulled I am put under become I am such a nervous dental patient, but this time it has to be done awake. I wish I could put this off as far as possible, but I have my little boy to think about, and I don't want the infection to spread into my bloodstream and cause him problems. The little guy isn't even here yet and already I am putting aside my fears to do something I am so afraid of so my son will be OK.I'll keep you all posted!
