Domestic Geek

This test was posted in a forum to which I belong and wanted to share the result here. I just love Katherine Hepburn and I can only hope to be as classy as she.

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Because for the most part, they're freaking crooks. I had my consultation today. I knew things were going to go downhill when they said they needed an x-ray. Um, hello? I just had x-rays done last week by the dentist that referred me to you. Noooooo, you need your very own x-rays. Then, the dentist doesn't even look at my mouth and asks me the same dumb questions that were on the freaking form he had me fill out. You can't be bothered to take a second to look over the form? He also asked if the other dentist had prescribed something for the pain. I told him Vicodin and that it wasn't working. Would he prescribe something else? No, I guess not.

I was actually in his presence all of 5 minutes maybe and they had the gall to charge me $88. Then they can't fit me in until Friday afternoon and proceed to tell me that this little surgery is going to cost me $500 with my insurance. Holy shit, they had to be kidding me! When I heard the one chick at the reception desk giving numbers to the other, I thought they were procedure codes, not prices. I think I paid about that to have my wisdom teeth out without insurance.

I was so angry I cried the whole way home. I feel violated in a way. This isn't the first time I've been jacked over by a dentist and why I have such a huge mistrust of them in the first place. I can't go anyplace else because I have to go to the surgeon my dentist referred me to in order for any of it to be covered by insurance. I'm this close to learning to live with the pain rather than line some crook's pockets. Not rational, I know. I'm just so freaking pissed.

So, not sure how I'm going to come up with that much money in just a few short days. Marcus said he'd help, but I'm sure he wasn't counting on it being that much. Geez, this sucks.

Man, after working all day yesterday and getting very little sleep thanks to the vicodin the previous two nights, I was out like a light the minute my head hit the pillow about 4:30 pm yesterday. I think I got up for about an hour to eat some of the pizza that Marcus brought home, took a swig of NyQuil and then I was out again. Even his talking to his friends online while playing Call of Duty didn't phase me. I slept straight through until 8:30 this morning. My back hurt something fierce when I got up, though.

I did manage to get the thermostat changed on my car today (with Marcus' much appreciated help). I hope that took care of the overheating problem. We'll find out for sure when I try to go to work tomorrow. Then I just need to make it through the next few days until I can get these bad teeth out. Until I can afford dentures or implants, I'm going to be eating a lot of soft food.

I hope I can get a shift of OT every week. That would sure help out my money situation. It would sure be better than trying to schedule a 2nd job. It'll suck only having one day off a week, but if I found a 2nd part time job, I might not get any days off.

I'm not a fan of Vicodin (or Hydrocodone, the generic one I actually took). After two nights of taking this stuff, no more! I don't see how people become addicted to this because it didn't help my pain AT ALL! I wasn't imagining it the night before, it did make my pain worse. I was also not a big fan of the loopy feeling I got about five minutes after typing up last night's post. People actually like that feeling? I don't get it. Things seemed so far away and out of perspective. I was having trouble walking and the littlest things made me jumpy. Then I couldn't feel my arms, though the stabbing pains in my face were very real. Then as I tried to just lie there and hope something took effect, it suddenly felt like someone was standing on my foot. Weird. We also had a horrible thunderstorm and the sounds of it all were terribly amplified. I ended up getting out of bed and surfing for awhile until my face quit aching and I was actually tired. I thought this stuff was supposed to make you drowsy, too? Nope, not me. NyQuil seems to do a better job of knocking me out. All I know is, it was 2:30 am before I finally went to sleep and it's now 6:15 and I need to go to work, but I haven't slept much, I've got that yucky medicine induced dry mouth and groggy drugged feeling. So glad I had insurance to help cover the cost of those pills because I'd be raging mad if I'd paid full price for that waste of money.

Yesterday I saw a friend from Platt at work who was taking a tour of the facility with her new client. I haven't seen her since the art show last November. We squealed like little girls when we saw each other. Ha! Anywho, we promised each other we'd get together for lunch soon and we'd include another friend, if possible. Well, I wrote this other friend an email today and waited all day wondering why she had not responded. I'm sitting here closing Firefox windows and there's the email...not yet sent. D'oh!