Hospitals and weeding

Joshua got all 12 of his cavities cleaned out today at Franciscan Childrens Hospital in Brighton. He went in at 8 am and came out around noon. His teeth are pretty soft, and even though we brushed them often and had the dentist treat them with a flouride paste every three months, he just had really bad cavities. Not so bad that they had to remove any. If he had any cavities far enough to hit a nerve on the molars, Dr. Yazdi would have had to remove the tooth and put in a brace to keep the space. Not necessary though. His teeth look completely real, even though they are half fake now. All of the fillings were done with the white material, and they also put a permanent coating on them to seal what is left of his teeth. So, we now have a toothbrush in the car and in the kitchen to brush after all meals. I just have to mention here that I will never be able to get used to seeing my child collapsed from anesthesia. We were there with him until he passed out, and it was terrifying to see him so helpless and limp. Great doctors, nurses, support staff all wonderful, but it didn't matter. I wanted him awake and yelling with that little lip sticking out on the bottom and giving us all hell, just to move. I started crying, and Matt goes through all the reasons that Josh will be fine. When will men understand that sometimes logic isn't what is useful? When they ask for directions. Yep, and pigs fly.

Samantha had quite a day as well. I mentioned before that she is at Drumlin Farm camp last week and this one. Today we had a heat wave, hot and 95, (maybe we hit 100?) degree weather. It is brutal out there. So what was her activity today? Weeding the garden. All morning in the field, weeding. She got sprayed alot by the counselors with water bottles, and frequent water breaks. The counselors also hosed the kids down, although that served a dual purpose by the end. Samantha and her crew won the dirtiest group award. Yay Sam! So I imagine they were hosing off dirt as much as cooling them off. She is pretty tired, and, well, a bit cranky. She took a nice bath and while the water was a light brown by the time she finished, she is now back to her clean self. Hey, a little dirt can teach some great life lessons. Like working in the fields all day is not a great job and you'd have to be desperate to do it for a living. I can think of a few Arizonians I'd like to see weeding in the field on a day like today. Maybe a little hotter.