Write books, Marge. Books are good. I always loved getting big, juicy letters from friends. And I adore a thick novel.
The dental appointment was a piece of cake because it was just a thorough cleaning and the rest of the exam begun last week. The dentist has a little camera he used to get close-up digital shots of my teeth, and he was able to show me the problems so I could see them for myself. He's hopeful that removing the old fillings, cleaning everything up and sealing it over with temporary crowns will give my nerves a chance to regenerate and heal. He'd rather go that route than just do root canals on them both.
Okay, all well and good...But terrible sticker shock here. It's going to be $2160!

I had NO idea how expensive dental work is now. This isn't something I can just let go, because this last week has been awful except for when I've taken Vicodin, and I sure can't keep doing that. The secretary pointed me toward a third-party medical credit company that offers 18-month no-interest financing, so that's how we'll have to do it.
So, tomorrow I get two crowns. I'm not going to shop around for prices since I'm not likely to save more than a hundred or two and I know this is a good dentist.
You know what's nuts? Our insurance is the preferred dental option, the highest of the dental plans offered by Howie's company. They will cover 80% of a root canal, but only 50% of a crown. Pthbt.
I'm looking forward to not having this pain, at any rate!
