An Apple A Day…

Ok, so this post isn’t actually about the doctor, it’s actually about the dentist, but Im not really sure what the correct “dentist” phrase would be. Perhaps, “A Flossing A Day…”?

I can’t imagine what drives a person to become a dentist (other than money). I mean, who is really that interested in working with teeth all day long? I guess it’s still a “helping people” profession, so it has that draw, but still…

I spent the afternoon at SmileCare, getting xrayed, scraped and polished. I don’t understand how this place stays in business. I arrived at 1:58pm for my 2:00pm appointment. Signed in, then sat and waited. And waited, and waited some more. At 2:55pm, I was called in to have xrays taken, then, at 3:05pm I was sitting in the dentist chair, and again, waiting. This time, I was waiting for the dentist to come in for my check up.

This isn’t the first time I’ve had an extensive wait at this dental office. In fact, the previous three appointments I’ve had here have been exactly the same. Arrive on time, sign in, wait for an hour (at minimum), and finally get seen. I figured they were just poorly organized/managed and frequently got behind during the day. Taking this into account, I scheduled my last appointment for 9am. Again, well over an hour of waiting, even though I was the first patient there!

I should have switched dental offices prior to this visit, but I figured since I’d already taken care of the initial annual checkup, I should just continue with this office for my six month checkup. Plus, finding a new dentist is a pain in the butt, and I’m lazy.

So back to today’s appointment – I’m sitting in the chair waiting for the dentist. Reaching for my pocket pc, I planned on playing a few games to fill the time. Alas, the pocket pc was dead. So nothing to do but sit and wait. I decided to close my eyes for a few minutes and enjoy the chance to relax. The power box for the chair sitting on the ground hummed methodically, and I used the background noise to drown out the conversations happening around me.

The dentist came in, reviewed my x-rays, and sat down to get started. Mumbling something unintelligible, she got to work. One of my gripes about seeing this dentist – she has such a thick accent that I can barely understand her. It’s hard enough to understand someone with any accent, let alone wearing a mask and plastic guard. I figured if what she was saying was important enough, she would repeat herself. At least she’s not one of those dentists who asks you questions while they have their hand in your mouth. “So, how’s work going?” says the dentist. “Hmpbhha hrlla ahfl faa” you say. “Ah, that’s good to hear” replies the dentist. A common courtesy I can do without.

After the tartar scraping (which was surprisingly short – thank you sonicare!!), the dental assistant took over and began the “polishing” phase. It’s weird to me that we do these things to our teeth, rather than just let the natural progression of tooth decay occur. I guess our teeth were never actually meant to masticate refined sugars and starches the way we do, thus the “natural” tooth decay is no more. We’re now just playing catch up with the havok we reek daily.

After 2 hours at the dentist, I was finished. Teeth nicely polished, no signs of cavitites, and set for the next six months.


2 Responses to “An Apple A Day…”

  1. 1 Anonymous December 15, 2005 at 5:12 PM

    Finally a real post worth reading! Nice job. I’d say find a new dentist. Oh, and call your old dentist with ficticious names and make a bagillion appointments, then never show up.

  2. 2 Anonymous December 19, 2005 at 6:36 PM

    One of my pet peeves-Doctors and Dentists who say “Don’t be late for your appointment or you will have to re-schedule” or the other good one ” If you miss an appointment or didn’t call to cancel you will be charged.” Here we sit each appointment on time for anywhere from 1/2 hour to an hour or better. I do believe we should start charging them for our time. Aunty A

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