Today I had a root canal consult. This means that after my dentist told me I needed a root canal, I had to pay a specialist a handsome fee to tell me the same thing, take a few x-rays, press ice against my sensitive teeth and make me cry.
Needless to say, I'm not having a wonderful afternoon.
The positive side? I no longer have two issues. My dentist believed some of the swelling to be caused by a cyst above my gums, closer to my nose. Turns out it's an abscess, caused by the tooth requiring said root canal. Back to one issue & one solution. One excessively costly solution, but I suppose I'll be happy when it's all said and done.
Sigh.
Say what you will for the benefits of free health care in Canada... none of that spills into dental care, which has such a dear impact on the rest of your well being. But I ought to stop whining about it. If I hadn't let my phobias get the best of me as a teen, I might not have so many problems in this area. I'll just scowl and save my pennies.
Think of me June 21st at 8.10am. And then visit me at the shop... cause that's where I'll be when they're through with me.
I may need a hug.
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