That's my baby...umm...I mean my big boy!
We started with the mask. Nice and slow. Helped that he thought it made him look like Darth Vader from Star Wars. We sat and chatted, the dentist talked to me, talked to Patrick. The oragel stuff (to numb the area) wasn't a big hit. Patrick HATES funny tastes especially ones associated with the dentist. He freaked out, the dentist had him rinse and spit and he calmed down after a few minutes. The needle for the freezing pinched of course. I held his hands gently and the dentist put a reassuring hand on Patrick's forehead and said "it takes 7 seconds, let's count" so they counted to 7 together while the dentist injected the stuff.
Then we told him the worst was over...and it was. His lip cracked a bit and he freaked but the dentist quickly swabbed it with vasaline and murmured in Patrick's ear that it would be ok. The drill didn't bother him at all and the dentist was very good at telling him what was going on and being honest about where we were in the whole procedure.
Of course he jumped up as soon as he was told it was over and ran to the treasure chest. Didn't look back just in case they wanted him back in that chair.
I'm really glad it worked out so well. The dentist said if we have to do it again (which we might for one other spot) it would take much less time because he knows exactly how Patrick reacts to certain things and he also knows the dosage for the gas. He didn't quite give him enough at first until I pointed out his resistance to meds in general. He also was on top of things enough to give him a second shot of freezing once the first one took just in case.
So, what else can I say. Yipee. This is a milestone I thought we'd never acheive.