Preparing your Autistic Child for a Trip to the Dentist
Big Brother had a dentist appointment on Thursday. I had forgot about it until I received a reminder phone call on Monday. All of a sudden, I became anxious. Our last dentist appointment six months ago was a mini-disaster. Big Brother screamed, squirmed, and yelled so bad that the dental hygienist could barely brush his teeth. I was exhausted, embarrassed and overwhelmed by the time it was all over. There was no way that I...