There wasn’t much time for much else today. Up at 6:00, off to work till 5:00. Pick up one child and get to a meeting by 5:30 and straight from that meeting to a congregational meeting at the church. Home and all is quiet – kids are in bed but I didn’t even see them today but for a few short minutes.
The meeting at 5:30 was a necessary one for work. The Federal Government has instituted new privacy legislation which means getting a more general consent for release of information for First Nations people. There is a lot of resistance to it. It is probably mostly poorly understood. We dentists kind of get caught in the middle. Sometimes we need information. We can’t get it unless the patient has signed a release. First Nations people are being told by most of their bands not to sign it. The people at medical services are not allowed to give us the info we need. Kind of like we are all running in little circles around each other but never crossing paths.
Anyways, we have a high percentage of First Nations people in our practice so we get a visit from the Regional director and staff person tomorrow. And it is one of my sedation days so they will get an earful (of screaming kids most likely).
I had one of those rush and gulp meals from McD’s on my way to the church and got there in time to give my deacon report. I felt a bit like most of my report was – we are planning such and such – dates and times to be announced when we know more about what we are doing. I often feel like I don’t and can’t give enough time to making sure the events we want to have come about. I think a more organized person could do all of this much better. Oh well, I guess they are stuck with me. I do try but I get spread too thin.
And tomorrow – sedations again. They are stressfull for all of us but mostly for my staff. I saw a little guy today – well sort of saw him. His dad tried to hold him in the chair while I got a look in his mouth. I felt like the safety of my fingers was in serious jeoprody. He spit and kicked and screamed. Three years old and only 6 teeth left in his mouth and now one more is abcessed. It is very sad but no wonder he fought considering his past experiences. Giving a kid a medication that wipes out the memory of such traumatic events is a good second choice when it comes to managing these kids’ care. An even better one is to teach the parenting skills needed to have parents provide the care that would prevent such dental disasters.
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