Friday, October 12, 2018

Dear Dentist: Raising A Son With Special Needs

Dear Dentist:

Guess what?  Willie had to spend a week in the hospital due to the infected tooth you would not treat. The infection spread to his blood and he needed surgery to drain the abscess. Your name came up way too many times in the hospital, by Willie, and even medical staff there.  If only you had agreed to help him.

Guess what else? Willie did phenomenal in the hospital. He accepted his IV with grace, tolerated the multiple blood draws per day, had 2 successful Cat Scans, and acted completely "normal" when he had to be put under general anaesthesia for his surgery. 

Willie did not refuse the IV, as you had assumed and stated at our office visit due to your experience with "people like him." (People who are big and strong...) And when he came out of anaesthesia, he was groggy but fine, not combative as you again suggested from your experience with "people like him."  Willie did not need to be restrained, as you implied. 

In fact, Willie was kinda famous at the Hospital. He responded so positively to all the respect, dignity, and advocacy he was treated with by all the medical professionals.  They were impressed.  Numerous nurses went out of their way to spend time with Willie talking to him about his favorite subjects and helping him to get through some painful procedures. So what I figured out is it's you, not Willie, who is difficult.  It's your lack of knowledge and comfort with the Disabled Population that is really the problem.

Problem is that Willie is stuck on you. The hospital stay, though amazing and effective, was traumatic. It is hard not to blame you for the infection that caused the hospitalization due to your refusal to treat Willie. And see, Willie just needs you to say: "Sorry, I made a mistake,' so he can move on."

Oh Dr. Dentist, I wish you would...

Sincerely, Willie's Mom

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