We took a trip to the dentist yesterday. Milo needed to get 4 teeth removed, maually, and Wayne needed to get 1 cavity filled.
In the past when the kids have gotten teeth pulled -- some of them have fainted in the doctor's office, others have made it to the car before feeling light headed... so I warned the nurse... watch him, he may faint.
Milo did just fine. See his holes?
I say our family is a bunch of goats. When Danielle got 5 teeth filled in one visit -- nary a thought of passing out -- ever, there or at home. Milo -- four teeth pulled a bloody mess... nothing. Me? When I see myself bleeding -- watch out... I may hit the floor. I've got bragging rights... I've never officially fainted, but I get pretty woozy. LOL I know enough to sit down -- even if the onlookers are mocking me. Dan... he's a fainter, Tori... she's a fainter... Mansel... he's been close -- pretty white and clammy. Wayne -- one tooth filled, laughing and chatting and eating... then BAM... well -- not really BAM literally... I gently laid him down and put his feet up. So he never went completely down - like others have, but he definitely inherited the fainting gene from his parents. Weird, huh?
Dan thought he might faint just after seeing Wayne feeling like fainting. Funny huh... guess he chose the right line of work -- no blood or guts or fainting when working on machines. LOL