Remember a week ago when I went to New Dentist and she told me I had eleven cavities and needed a root canal?
Remember when yesterday I was going to go to New Dentist and demand my x-rays to send to Nicest Dentist Ever so he could look over them and determine if I did indeed have eleven cavities and need a root canal? Well, I went. I waited until 10am – not sure why I thought that would be the time they opened. What kind of dentist would have the luxury of waiting to open until 10am? I totally didn't think that through but I waited and went in at 10:05am to find that they actually opened at 8:30am. I’m a dork. Anyway, there was probably a rush on “treatment plans” at 8:30am so 10:05am was probably a better time to demand my x-rays. I walked in, up to the desk and then got the “I’ll be right with you finger.” I waited as she set up some dude behind the wall on the treatment side for yet another “treatment plan” appointment. It took awhile. Apparently, they have "lots of patients" and "no appointment times open." Finally, I got the smile and “I’m so sorry about the wait.” And I explained that I was there to pay my bill and to get my x-rays and she smiled again and asked for my info and I passed her my bill and she looked me up on the computer and typed a bit and then asked me if I was moving to a new dentist and I had a choice; truth – “I think New Dentist is full of crap and there is no way I have eleven cavities and need a root canal after just one year of not getting my teeth cleaned.” or lie – “I’m creating wall art of all my body part tests and I just need the x-rays of my teeth and it will be complete.” I went with truth. Well, a modified less accusatory version of the truth. I told her I was surprised by the diagnosis and wanted to send Nicest Dentist Ever my x-rays so he could compare them to my old ones. She nodded, typed some more. Asked me for my email. Typed it in. Repeated it back to me. Pushed enter and then we set about trying to pay the bill of $19.10. I say “trying” because I pulled a Mom and I paid in cash which caused a minor drama because I gave her $20.10 and she didn’t have a dollar so there was a two minute period where she hunted through the junk drawer in the office for small change as I stood there awkwardly as, of course, only I could be. Finally, I got my change – in pennies, nickels and dimes which totally serves me right for trying to be passive aggressive like my mother in this situation – and I got my paid in full receipt and I had, in theory, the email of x-rays so I left. I did not check that handy dandy phone I carry around that serves as my personal computer more than a phone and would have dinged had I gotten an email. I did not check to see if the dinger was off and I’d gotten the email and missed it. I’m a dork. I just patted myself on the back on a confrontation well done and went about my day and it was not till later that I checked. No email. No x-rays. I gave her the day. She was harried and I was a pain. Perhaps she’d pushed send but it bounced back and she’d notice as she cleaned up her desk for the day. Perhaps my Gmail dumped them in trash. Perhaps she spelled ej wrong. Yeah, lots of possible perhaps’ including perhaps she’d not pushed send because, as Husband had suggested, they were NOT MY X-RAYS. All I know is it’s 6:25am and I still have no x-rays and I have to start another day with another visit to the dentist. UGH! Why do we need teeth anyway? Other than bacon, I could drink all my meals... ("I want my two dollars." - total reference to Better off Dead an awesome 80's movie that I'm currently channeling - minus the bike and the snow. Points if you got the reference AND if you can say it in the creepy newspaper boy voice.) UPDATE: I got my x-rays after one passive aggressive email and long and awkward phone call. With my totally untrained eye, I have a billion cavities or none at all. Nicest Dentist Ever might do better at looking them over. He is a professional and all... A friend mentioned to me that he dated a hygienist once and she said that scamming is common because folks don't have cavities anymore so dentists make them up. This sucks in the worst of ways. Mean people are awful and I hate them and their stupid faces. The end.
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AuthorMy name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me Archives
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