I didn’t realize how traumatic orthodontic treatment was for children. And to think we haven’t even really started yet either.
Today Madelyn had another appointment with the orthodontist. This appointment was so that she could have impressions /moulds taken and also photographs before commencing having her braces put on.
What was suppose to be a simple procedure (well at least that is what we were expecting) quickly turned to tear works as the dentist struggled to get the mould into Madelyn’s tiny mouth.
It is heartbreaking to see your child in pain, scared and be unable to help. Of course I did the customary “it will be ok baby” thing, but it was of little consolation .
The photos that followed were just as bad as her mouth was stretched and prodded and photographed . By the time we left Madelyn’s eyes were red from crying and all the happiness that oozed from her when I picked her up from school earlier was all gone.
Now here we are at the radiology place having another OPG (whole mouth X-ray ) and a Cephalogram (no ideas what that is).
Poor baby, and to think this is only the beginning, in a couple of months the actual braces go on, I am so not looking forward to that.