facing our fears

i don’t really know if this is a factor of squirm’s autism, or if it is a toddler thing, but he HATES going to the doctor.

the waiting room is fine and dandy, i mean, it has the cool bead maze right?  but once we pass into the inner sanctum, the rabid bobcat emerges.

while i completely understand how unpleasant it is to get on the scale, the squirm acts as if setting foot on the platform instantly transports a body to one of the seven circles.

things don’t improve once you get into your holding cell, i mean exam room. mr perfect jokes that when the nurse says “i am just going to listen to your heart.”  what squirm hears is “i am just going to suck out your soul.”  

i know it isn’t unusual for a toddler to hate the doctor, but based on the reactions of the staff at our local clinic, i suspect his might be more dramatic than most.

sooooo, when early head start mentioned to me that the squirm needed a dental exam, it didn’t exactly take a high spot on my “to do” list.  he also needs an mri to rule out any structural problems with his brain and i haven’t been rushing to get that done either.

buuuuut, we got cornered by the parent advocate, who volunteered to go with us to the dentist (someone she knows, and hopefully doesn’t like too much, because he isn’t going to forget today) and help me wrangle the kiddos.  what could i say?  if i refuse, then i look like i am just trying to be difficult.  and, this way, if it can’t be done, well we have an eyewitness who can say we gave it our all.

so, off we go to face our doom, i mean destiny!

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About phrogmom

kind of eccentric artsy type raising two boys in texas.
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4 Responses to facing our fears

  1. kaet says:

    Hope it goes/went better than you feared. I fear mine may get the same dislike if all we keep going for is vaccinations and other unpleasantnesses…

  2. E.C. says:

    Well, your post brings back memories of when my child was a wee-wiggler himself. The tots do seem to have a different take on the world . 🙂

    I’m sorry your little one is having health issues. My positive thoughts and prayers are with him (and you too.)

  3. hakea says:

    i guess you’ve tried bribery and corruption? you know, “if you’ve been a good boy (and describe all the specific behaviours that ‘good boy’ means) then you’ll get chocolate cake”!

    stories like ‘Maisie goes to the Doctor’?

    making up stories using puppets to talk about what happens at the dentist/doctor, so the little tike knows what to expect?

    if you know what triggered the fear you can acknowledge it, and talk about how scary it was, and remind him that he did make it out of there unharmed.

    if you are anxious, your child will be anxious. so sometimes doing all of the above alleviates your anxiety. deep breathing helps too.

    wishing you lots and lots of luck, my thoughts are with you.

  4. lesleehare says:

    Ah, this brings back memories! I swear mine had the ability to withhold blood even after the needle was in the vein… And dentists, oh, dentists! Bribe him however you have to, to get him to sit still long enough to get those teeth coated once those permanent teeth come in… and remember the baby teeth are only temporary (oh, did I really say that? choose your battles)… The coating may last ten years or longer! Hang in there! 🙂

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