The Neurologist (or, “Just when I thought that I was out … they pull me back in”)
Remember last December 16? Spartacus was dead. May Spartacus hang long on the cross at her leisure instead of visiting doctors. Well, Spartacus was called down from the cross.
The nurse told me, “To stay on the trial” [read: duck the $4K a month price tag] “you need to make [the trial doctor] your neurologist, and that means you have to come in for a ‘new patient’ appointment.”
So, today I had ANOTHER neurological exam. Ran directly into a wall this time. And now I find myself with two main neurologists, because I still like my other one. I’ll have my new prescribing physician and my old exacerbation physician.
The Dentist (or, “Just when I thought it was in … I pull it back out”)
A few years ago I lost a crown in a bit of chewy brownie. Somehow, by the end of that day the dentist had not only glued on the crown, but had cleaned my teeth and “cleaned my gums.” A gum “cleaning” is a gum “scraping” when the dentist isn’t dealing with a teary baby.
This time a salted caramel took out the same crown (now tucked a a lovely embroidered hankie in my purse). I don’t want to have dentist above glue it back on. I have fouled the nest, as Mom would say. I have burst into tears at least five times at that dentist. I have sobbed and raved and they think I’m crazy. (Oh, and they think they can sneak an expensive gum “cleaning” past me.)
That’s why I made an appointment with Friend #3’s dentist to glue the crown back on tomorrow. Yet, I haven’t turned my back on the old dentist. She always handed me Kleenex all the times I cried. I’m sure it never bothered her, only me. Here’s what it boils down to: I’m ashamed.
So, two doctors, two dentists. Bring em on! I can take on two gynecologists too.
9 responses to “Dueling Doctors and Dentists”
You need the kind of dentist that hands out tiaras.
Sounds like dentist #1 is probably a quack, and an expensive one at that. I always thought they made new crowns rather than trying to reattach one that had fallen off. Although honestly, I’ve not known of someone in my family that had one fall off; so maybe I’m wrong on that. I’d recommend my dentist, but he doesn’t take insurance which means you have to file your own claims and it’s always more spendy because he’s not in network.
Had a crown fall out. I think one time, it was just stuck back on because there was no grossness going on.
Good dentists are hard to find.
As I get older, my teeth are more fragile. I no longer eat almonds since one took out a big chunk of tooth. And sticky candy things are no longer a temptation.
I love my dentist. If you decide to go for a threesome, let me know.
My OBGYN is a hottie with a southern drawl if you continue your MD collection.
My dentist is a jerk but competent. Luckily, his hygienist is a lovely person. I left the best dentist I ever had back in Portland. All he work he did is as good as the day I got it.
Magpie – Your dentist is the best. See http://www.magpiemusing.com/2011/01/gutta-percha-synchronicities.html Amy_in_StL – I thought crowns stayed on forever. Kind of think it might be planned obsolesence.Becs- yes, my front two teeth have tiny chips. Old dentist said “we can get those filled right back in” and I thought, “the juice aint worth the squeeze.”Hot Mom – even a dental threeway wouldnt make the dentist any more unpleasant.Caroline – I did say I need an GYN at Mo Bap, now two of my docs are there.Hattie – I can’t travel to Portland for dentistry. Well, come to think of it…
Mine isn’t at Mo Bap. I prefer doctors who practice in the same county where I live. Of course, I was looking for a doctor who would meet met at the hospital at 2am, which may not be a pressing need of yours.
Caroline – I like them closer to work. I need them to lance labial cysts at 2 p.m.