Archive for July, 2011

Cavity Creeps

Sitting in the dentist’s chair waiting for the mold to take and the numbing agent to take hold, I have nothing but time to sit and think about my current dental situation.
I grew up not having any cavities, pulling all my own baby teeth, cleaning after cleaning being fine.
Then came my car wreck when I was 16. This was when the first signs of incompetence started to show with my family dentist.
7 broken teeth. Could have been remedied with porcelain crowns on a tooth build-up (or so I know now). He told me there was nothing that could be done until they started “causing trouble”. That was the first I heard that phrase I now truly loathe. “We’ll keep an eye on that area.”
Months later some started needing fillings, which was devastating to me with my teeth being the only thing I had never had any trouble with in my life. The cost was adding up for my parents, and I felt awful for that. I went to my parents and asked them why, if this was a result of the wreck, and the dentist had said as much, why it wasn’t covered by the medical insurance as it was told to us it would be.
It turns out his receptionist/billing expert/wife had coded it incorrectly with the original check and had billed it to the dental insurance. (Aka she screwed my teeth and my parents)
My mother, being the good Catholic woman she is, didn’t want to cause trouble, so they just dealt with the bills, and for that I can’t thank them enough. I can’t imagine what costs my parents had revolving around my health, or lack thereof, and klutzy habits.
Then came my dry mouth problems after my gastric bypass surgery. He just couldn’t figure it out. My gums were pulling back due to the dryness. His recommendation, “Make sure you drink plenty of water.” I have since found out that is a common symptom of anemia and there are about 20 different and better suggestions for fixing dry mouth, including, but not limited to: sugar free lemon drops, chewing gum, using biotene rather than listerine, due to listerine’s alcohol content. None of these suggestions were made to me before I switched dentists.
As far as I can tell, my dentists idea of “watching an area” was watching it rot out of my skull. He eventually sent me to another town to an endodontist to get 2 root canals. However, my dentist fit me for the crowns and put them on himself. 3 problems with them: 1.they didn’t match my tooth color. 2.one fell out two days after he put it in place. Last but not least 3. One crown didn’t fit properly when I bit down, his solution was to grind it down to the point that you see a black spot on the crown. He was horrid. More talk of watching areas had me fed up to no end.
Then I had to go get teeth surgically extracted because they were broken beyond repair and I was in terrible constant pain. 4 of them, only one being a wisdom tooth had to be pulled. I was done with him.
Razzmatazz got me in to his dentists office. I was still in pain and had an almost loose adult tooth.
In comes the dentist. He looks like a young teenage boy, but ultimately he proves to be my mouths savior!(that’s what she said)

He knows how devastated I am with all the problems, and he is the most reassuring presence ever. Which I needed with the huge amount of stuff I needed done. I needed my other 3 wisdom teeth pulled immediately. They were all broken and in at weird angles and just causing more pain and infection. Also, I had pariah, and needed intense periodontal work. I needed multiple root canals, even more crowns, and there were cavities on every tooth caused from multiple years of dry mouth untreated resulting in receding gums exposing areas of the teeth that should never be exposed. All in all about 10000-13000 worth of work for something that feels like it was completely avoidable had I originally had a dentist that was worth a damn and one that didn’t have an incompetent wife for his help.
Okay, the root canal is complete for today and so is my rant. Yes, this blog entry was completed entirely in a dentist’s office.
Keep those cavity creeps away! Also, make sure your dentist is as amazing as Dr. Whiteside.

 

 

Back in the Saddle

It’s been years since I have blogged.  I have missed it dearly.  Always having the outlet to post anything that was found to be irritating, fascinating, or just an overall time-suck that I wanted to share with those that found me on the crazy inter-webs!

For those of you new to my blogs, my content isn’t always interesting. In fact, there are times when I am sure you will find them quite boring. I know, I am awesome at encouraging loyal readers, right? Face it, this is mostly going to be my way to get out the things that are causing me splitting headaches, constant anxiety, or just simple irritation.

People  who show themselves to be ignorant will most likely feel offended by something in my blog at some point in time.  If so, I must tell you now, I do not really care. I have paid for this site to get my thoughts out.  Feel free to get your own blog if you want to whine about being picked on via the internet. I will break it to you now, no one will listen to you beyond your overly-sympathetic Facebook followers that have nothing better to do then post sad face emoticons on your status updates.

Yes, I can be harsh and cynical, but I have to be.  I find myself making every effort to be overly nice on a daily basis to as many people as I possibly can.  There are times when it is appreciated, but most of the time it is brushed off  becoming expected to the point that if I do get upset with someone, people assume there is something wrong with me.  There are times when I want to correct this assumption, letting them know that it is, in fact, their actions/words that are the source of my overall irritation. I’ve gotten to kind of a snapping point with it, which is what finally got me to get this started.

For those of you who stick around, welcome to my tiny window into my life as well as my mind. It can be a disturbing place, or it could just be a recipe that I’ve tried out and people have requested, or maybe just a fun pic that I felt someone else needed to see.

Thanks for reading, I will have a real post soon.  I promise!

In closing, I leave you this awesome zombie find.  Thank you, internet.

 

 

 

Shoes?

That’s right, I’m a girl, let’s get that out of the way.  My first non-introductory post is going to be almost completely shoe-related.  More specifically Chuck related.

Converse All-stars, aka chucks, are my best friends. Give me some High-tops or low-tops with some fun designs or bright colors, and I am a happy camper.

My current treasures are as follows:

and my recent find from high school in my storage shed finds:

Lastly, I found some epic chucks recently thanks to targeted Google advertising.  I adored them the first time I saw them, and I ended up venturing to the mall Saturday morning just to find out if they were readily available in my size.  THEY WERE! I was ecstatic. In and out of the Journeys store in less than 2 minutes.  Can’t beat that! I saw the shoes, squealed a bit to myself, then took them to the counter quickly and asked if they had them in my size.  The kind gentlemen went to the back and before I knew it, he popped back out saying, “My last one in that size!” I slapped my debit card down and said “I’ll take them!” He laughed and asked me if I wanted to try them on first.  I assured him that trying on chucks was completely unnecessary for me.  They are amazing:

That’s right! my love of Comics, colors, and Chucks, combined! They came with 3 sets of laces that will surely be a daily decision whenever I decide to wear them.

Converse has got to be my favorite shoe.  The fact that I will wear them with socks and scrubs or tights and skirts is still one of the most fun parts about them. The custom converse shoe builder is definitely one of the best creations in recent years.

Okay, I know, no one cares about my shoes.  I just had to share the find. I’m sure after he reads this and rolls his eyes at me, Razzle Dazzle will surely regret helping me set this site up tonight.

Completely unrelated note, I am beyond sick of this heat. I want to tell all the people that were whining about the snow back in February to suck it! I can’t wait for my hoodie weather to return.