This time, we all went. Maybe from some unconscious worry about being late, I thought the appointment was at 8am when it was at 8.30am, so we had to wait in the waiting room for a half hour, while more than a few children went in and came out. Charlie did fabulous. He didn't want to sit and paced the room, repeating some phrases over and over; we knew these were self-calming measures, "others" waiters in the waiting room were not so thrilled by Charlie's presence His voice carried far and he was most comfortable standing somewhat in the middle of the room, but Jim and I knew, he could have been far less happy, in ways that no one would prefer to witness.)
Charlie went right in, us in his wake, when his name was called. He sat down in the dentist chair and starting opening his mouth.
The hygienist asked about his medications, and she and the dentist started counting his fingers and then coaxing him to count his teeth, and Charlie twisted his head away, and the dentist was able to see that there could be something like a cavity (Charlie has yet to have one) at the back of Charlie's mouth and he took out one of his metal dental instruments and Charlie started clamming up. Jim stepped in, I tried to model Charlie opening his mouth and he did it but only for a few seconds, Charlie asked to get up-----
After five minutes of this, Jim and Charlie (not agitated, but insistent that it was Time To Get Going---that smile on his face in the photo was his expression throughout) went to the car. I ended up having a ten minute conversation with the dentist about his plans to start having an anesthesiologist in his office so kids like Charlie don't have to go to hospitals to get such dental work done, and parents don't get stuck with huge bills to pay out of pocket, and then the dentist went into how he was going to remodel two rooms by knocking down a wall and how he'd have to get a generator as a back-up source of power and he was hoping to have this done by April by there's NJ state regulations so June is looking more likely----sounds good.
Jim came in looking for me and we both heartily espoused the dentist's plans. He certainly doesn't have to do any of that---he has a steady stream of patients, many kids on the spectrum---I'm really glad he's planning to do so. I rescheduled Charlie's appointment for 8am May 4th (ok, blog friend readers, I put that down to remind myself!); Charlie asked repeatedly for "green Sprite green Sprite"; we dropped off a quite happy Charlie at school.
In the car on the way to Jersey City, Jim noted that he thinks Charlie is fine without the soda, however much he seems to be asking for it---that he's talking about it to "fill the time" to help himself transition from one thing to another. And then we had a long talk about the whole appointment as really a success (barring my memory slip). Obviously there'd been a lot of unexpected-ness for Charlie to handle, plus the atmosphere in the waiting room had been not the friendliest. The dentist and hygienist were, as all the staff at this office have consistently been, welcoming and good-hearted, but (as Jim noted), they should have just skipped all the explanations and gone right to work on Charlie's teeth---he had opened his mouth soon as he got in the chair. Time to write up a Charlie at the Dentist Guide, for ourselves.
I did talk about the dentist appointment throughout the week with Charlie, the same procedure as in the past. But something was different about Charlie this time. He is older, he for sure has more of a sense of himself and his own wants. What he learned from his old (home) ABA therapists has lasted him well for several appointments, but time to try something new. I'm not quite sure what; I do plan to talk to Charlie's teacher about doing a dental program and getting dentist tools and practicing "open mouth" and "hands down" as we once did.
It was a good reminder about we can get stuck in our own rut and need to revisit old things and try new ones.
Which brings me to the iPod Touch.
My parents got Charlie one for Christmas. After him throwing away his iPod nano, and reflecting on the times he had thrown other iPods and various other household items, I've been a little reluctant to get hin started on it. Music seems to be particularly over-stimulating for Charlie these days; he's shown no desire to use headphones (he threw away those, too). I've been waffling about getting some of the augmentative communication apps for the iPod touch like Proloquo2Go, having heard stories of friends' kids liking the iPod touch no problem, and ignoring the special apps.
Emma at The Iron Chicken recently got an iPod touch for her son Dimitri and has been trying Voice4u and Look2Learn. She's got a video of Dimitri using Look2Learn and a great post noting the cons and pros (and really helpful comments with suggestions from parents who've used the software). Look2Learn, Emma notes, has some advantages for a child who has less than perfect fine-motor coordination. Some of these apps only have "I want" as a verb choice; as the one communication Charlie tends to do a lot of is requesting, I'm wondering if the more elaborate (in some ways) (and much more pricey) ProLoquo2Go might be of more use.
I'm more eager to read more about these apps and to consider getting them to try with Charlie. In the meantime, I found myself emboldened to try Charlie with his iPod touch again. On one of our walks (motion gets my thinking going too), I thought of how I can load photos onto it---of things Charlie likes or might request, perhaps, or of places. Also, it occurred to me that I can use the Notes function to type out schedules and lists for Charlie. Not that it's a big burden to carry around a pen and a scrap of paper but the iPod touch offers some more possibilities---I can save the notes, show them to Charlie again.
So last night, between typing on the laptop, and noting how proficient Charlie has gotten at that---he types with much more confidence, speed, accuracy than a few months ago---I took out the iPod touch (securely enclosed in a plastic case). First I opened up a note and asked Charlie to type "Barney." Even though the keyboard is so very small and it's a touch screen, he typed the word perfectly and also a few more words I dictated to him. I also showed Charlie how to press the bottom button and gently touch his finger to "unlock" the screen.. He didn't resist. I'd even say, he was curious.
A little refresher of what you thought you knew, and you realize there's a lot more possibilities than you may well have first thought were there.