Today was my first day at the dentist in four years; a lot of that was from moving, costs, and COVID. After I got my teeth cleaned, my dentist told me that I need a deep cleaning because I have a lot of tartar and one of my teeth has gum tissue that is receding. Unfortunately, the deep cleaning won't be covered by my medicaid, so I may end up having to pay for different insurance.
I broke down crying as a result. I cried so hard that the head dentist had to berate me, saying that what I had is nothing compared to other people (particularly those my age) who had no teeth at all. I didn't care, there are still people out there with supermodel teeth, while I have Cockney teeth. Even though many of my family members had deep cleaning, I didn't; no on understands that I think differently, thinking that it feels more like an inoperable brain tumor as big as a f***ing baseball.
I have to go back in February, not looking forward to it at all. I honestly knew this appointment wouldn't go well, wish I hadn't gone. Even my NT 4 y/o niece could handle this a lot better than I can. I don't know how much this new insurance will cost, but I dread it because it usually costs so much money, that I won't have enough for leisure. FML.
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Black cat on duty