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My tooth AND my wallet

 It's not bad enough going to a specialist for something that is basic.  Add to that, that waiting to go, and then the hours before the day OF going, and finally the GOING.  With sweat bullets and jitters, an upcoming stress headache and upset stomache ALL BECAUSE you are going.

To sit in that dental chair, have two more xrays and then have him come in and tell you "yep you need to have that tooth out."

Which i already knew.  Which my dentist already told him.  Which i had waited a week in agony to hear.

And then be told the next available appointment is June 30th.

And then be charged $100 for sitting in the chair.

What the actual fuck.  

So here i sit today, still in pain with my wallet a lot lighter.  I love dental care. 

At least my home internet works again and it didn't cost me any extra.  I'm still waiting for Frontier fiber to be available in my area and as SOON as it is i'm switching.

Yesterday i signed up for Mint Mobile and that was a cluster fuck with Comcast.  Yesterday was just a day i spent stressing out and getting nowhere.

But today, i have a referral going from my dentist office to where i work, and hopefully i will get in sooner with them.  

But today, i have internet that works at home.

But today, i have a new cell phone service that is costing me about 1/2 of what i was paying for an already decent price.

I'm still making moves.

I'm still looking out for me.

And my damn tooth still hurts.

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