Yesterday, I took Charles to the dentist. He had a tooth ache that had been bothering him for several days so we went to see if we could figure out what was causing the pain. As we drove to the office, I was struck by just how much I take for granted. This was the first time Charles had ever been to the dentist. He had a tooth pulled back in 2004 by a visiting short term dental mission team, but he had never stepped foot in a dentist office.
As we walked in, I figured that I should orient him to the process. So, I shared with him how they would probably look at his teeth and take a few X-Rays (another first). Charles did great, but the tooth didn't cooperate. In the end, he had to have it pulled. But I'm still taken aback at the fact that this was the first time in his 31 years of life that he ever had the opportunity to visit a dentist!
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