You all know of the scene from Stand By Me. The great Barf-O-Rama. Well, yesterday we had our own version of this, at the dentist. I took the boys for their six month check up and cleaning. Kevin had told me ahead of time that he didn't like the taste of the fluoride stuff they put on his teeth last time and he really didn't want to go. But we went anyway, because it's just what we have to do. So Kevin gets called in first. He gets his x-rays done, no problem. I am out in the waiting room with Zach and the hygienist come out and mumbles something to me. I say, "What?" and she says, "Your son just threw up." Turns out Kevin was just starting to get his teeth polished and he threw up, not a whole lot, but enough to have him not want to continue. Maybe it was the flavoring, maybe he gagged, who knows, but he was not going to have any more of that. Meanwhile, I was talking to Kevin and they take Zach back for his x-rays. A few minutes later I hear someone say, "your other son just threw up." ARE YOU KIDDING ME? So I go in and Zach had really thrown up, luckily most of it was on the x-ray gown they put on. I ask him if he's alright or if he wants to go home and all he wanted was the chocolate flavored toothpaste, not at all phased by what happened. The dentist cleaned his teeth, gave him the fluoride treatment, everything was fine....as if nothing had happened.
So now I have to take Kevin back in about a month and I am not looking forward to it at all. Once he gets it in his mind that he doesn't like something, his gag reflex sensitivity is multiplied. I was just thankful that it was me at the dentist and not Garrett, because we just may have had a third episode right then and there!