Girding myself for a visit to the dentist--and having to tackle the insurance industry
Edit: The insurance never received the paperwork. So now I'm not annoyed with them, but instead, with the vagaries of the US Postal Service. Always something. I never used to worry or get nervous about going to the dentist. After all, I'd made it over 50 years with no cavities. Then, a tooth cracked deeply, it was during pandemic times, and I had to put off dealing with it-- and it had to be pulled (cue: nightmare scenario with not enough numbing). A year later, the same thing happened to the opposite tooth-- and I went to a different dentist, better experience, but one fraught with panic that necessitated not only special care but also mild sedatives. So, two teeth gone. In January, I underwent a full evaluation, and there are several pin-hole type cavities that must be dealt with before I end up with a really bad situation. What the hell??? Aging is not for the faint of heart. Or someone with little up-front cash. My new dentist does not accept insurance; you pay the bill,...