Boy, what a crappy start to this week. Had a dentist appointment yesterday afternoon to try and figure out why some of my teeth randomly bother me every now and again. We've done the whole x-ray bit before on individual teeth, and have ruled out almost all of the usual suspects. And I admit to suffering from some anxiety whenever the world of dentistry and me have dealings with each other. After doing a panoramic x-ray so he could see a broad view of my teeth and jaw, my dentist concluded that what the problem is is my bite is off, due to a combination of an occlusion and TMJ. To fix this, and in what he called my best long term solution, he recommended braces.
Braces. At 41 years of age. Just fucking great. What's next, a raging case of acne? I know that braces for adults are not that uncommon these days. My problem is my insurance doesn't cover braces at all, so I'm looking at around $4,000 out of my pocket for this. Just fucking great. Maybe I could sell a kidney on eBay to finance this.
On a journey to the heart of darkness and futility.
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