Stressin and Obsessin..

With foreboding I called the dentist's office today. The entire thing sits wrong with me now. Dr. Lalonde and Elaine both want Dave to have a boat-load of dental work done in his mouth, and pronto, please. Even with good insurance for another month.. they only pay 70% of everything that's not preventative, (ie; cleanings = 100% covered, everything else = 70% covered). To make a long-winded rant short, it'll be almost a hundred and twenty dollars per visit, for five visits, one a week for the next five weeks.

Every instinct in me tells me to drag them out, one a month, so I have time to get my hands on another hundred dollars for our next visit.. but that's not an option, apparently. Elaine keeps stressing that she only has Dave until the last week in October, and that I really need to get going on this, but Elaine isn't paying the bills, to my knowledge, lol. The whole thing is stressing me out beyond belief. I honestly don't know how I'm going to manage it, because they require payment PRIOR to the work being done, for obvious reasons. (And of course, on top of worrying about how to pay, I'm concerned about putting Dave through the pain of three extractions, and thirteen fillings all crammed into the same month). No one else seems to be looking at things from that particular angle.

When I talked to the dental clinic today, I asked them, for Dave's sake, and mine.. if they prescribed a pain medication as needed. The girl on the other end of the line argues with me, and told me that no one has any prolonged pain after fillings, so that woudln't really be necessary. If I could have laughed, I would have, but I'm still swollen enough for that to not actually be physically possible, lol. I told her that I was swollen, bruised, and in quite a lot of pain from my two fillings on Wednesday morning, and she didn't believe me. My body's reaction to their drilling might not have been typical, but I definitely didn't make it up. I can promise you I won't go back without them giving me something for it when they're done. I'm hoping Dave takes the pain a little better than I did, because he's got a lot of time served with Dr. Doom coming, and I'm genuinely worried about it for him.

Mom and Dave and I went grocery shopping this afternoon, and we all watched the season finale of So, You Think You Can Dance tonight over dinner. It was awesome. I swear, I fell in love with every single one of the top six. And who cries like a baby on reality TV shows like that? (Besides me, of course, lol). The rest of my night has been spent in the kitchen. It was mixing night for me tonight, for the first time in awhile. I'm doing another special favor for a dear friend of mine, and I'm very excited about it. It's a pretty BIG favor, so it'll be keeping me very busy over the next several days, but it'll be good for me to have something to occupy my time with this week.

Thank You most sincerely for joining us this evening, and until next time, Much Love, Many Hugs, and Good Night to You All.