I got some really bad news today at the dentist, the kind of news that I don't even really know how bad it is, but it's at least $1500-$3000 worth of bad for one (ONE!) bad tooth, and that's aside from however much I spend to go to one or the other kind of specialist to be further assessed enough find out which one of the two can best help in this situation. From my limited understanding at this point, if one thinks he can and tries, but if it then turns out that he can't and that I have to take the other option, I could pay for both options in the end and be in the $5000 to gawd knows what range. I'm awesome in so many ways, but being that kind of rich isn't one of them.
Every time I think of the cost I can't help but think of how far away we could travel and for how long and at what level of luxury with that kind of money and how much more fun that would be compared to a root canal and possible extraction anyway if it fails, followed by an implant being screwed into... gah. Never mind. Gah. *shudder*
So insted of thinking about that which makes me shudder and go "gah," I've started coming up with my own options.
This whole tooth mess all started when I took a bite at the buffet the other night. I ain't judgin', I'm just sayin', but there were a truly remarkable number of people there who were both missing a few teeth and also sporting large neck tattoos. Name tattoos in prison tattoo colored ink seemed to be the most popular, but that can be a kind of big commitment for some, so there were a few other types. Oh, and when I say remarkable, I mean that there were enough examples that it was hard not to notice and remark upon it and not just one or three.
Now, I keep hearing that if you just yank out a bad tooth and do nothing else that the whole dental situation gets all kinds of messed up over time. Still, considering the cost and the lack of sand in my crack and oil on my back with it, at this point it's really tempting to just spend however much less to just get an extraction, a really killer prison ink neck tattoo (any suggestions?) and dinner at the buffet and call it good.
(If you aren't in the mood for serious, you can stop reading now and leave on a light note. I still will after I write this part that I feel needs to be said. Yes, I'm being tongue in cheek in this post - about me getting a tattoo but not about what we really witnessed - hoping that my humor doesn't somehow offend because that's truly not my intent. This is one of those situations where if I don't laugh I'll cry. I realize that too many folks just have no other options, even if they are lucky enough anymore to have jobs and pay insurance premiums for medical or dental coverage. And I think that sucks. I'll probably figure something out, but right now it's just overwhelming and scary, and I'm reminded of how very alike our situations can become even if we think we are somehow different from anyone else when it comes to health. The human body has issues sometimes, whether we can afford it or not.)