Went in for a cleaning today. Not good.
JT threw a mirror (not kidding). Luckily it didn't break, but of course, the scene it created was not good.
He has to go to a pediatric dentist (hey, a family dentist was worth a shot) to get sedation for x-rays.
This morning was full of screaming, kicking, head banging and hitting (me only).
So, another appointment for x-rays. Then less than 6 months til we go through this excitement again.
They lie when they say it gets easier. These appointments are not getting better, they're worse!