Last night I noticed Bob pushing on his cheek and kind of had that feeling that says.. Oh No.. He has a toothache. I asked him. " Bob- do you have a tooth ache?" He growled "NO-- I dont". He kept poking at it so I just assumed he did and asked If I could look in his mouth.. "NO- You cant"
I gave a him a few advil and said I will call the dentist in the Morning and see if we can get you in.. NO I wont go..
This morning after he brushed his teeth He was still poking so I called the dentist.. I didnt tell Bob where we were going but he figured it out when we walked into the office. I told him he HAD to get his tooth looked at..
NO-- I dont have to..
He refused to go back in the room to see the dentist.
Now how do you deal with a grown man that refuses to be looked at by a dentist? I told him he cant just leave it as it will just get worse.
OY! I had to bring him back home without being seen.. and also had a lovely charge for a Dentist visit that didnt happen... GGGRRRRR.
After we got home I sat him in is his chair and asked once again.. Can you at least let me look? He sat there staring at me but opened his mouth.. I put my finger on his lip to pull it up a bit so I could see-- and he promptly bit me, hard enough to bring tears to my eyes.... Fun Times!
Lori, this is so funny, MY Bob has the same issue right now we are living parallel lives!
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