It's all about the little things...

Blah…blah…bluh…part 2

So I went to a clinic on saturday, so that my toof could be given the ol’ once over. Apparently, I have an abscessed number 9. All I can equate that to is pain of the worst kind. I was given a perscription of motrin and some antibiotics to get the infection down.

Then the nurse started going on about root canals and such. Pricey as fuck root canals. Even with the discounted price, i was looking at $1250+…for one tooth. I left the office feeling pretty despondent. I didn’t even have the choice of a extraction, since the location of the tooth being removed would promote shifting.

I was up shit’s creek with out a boat. Then my brother and dad came up to me and asked me the particulars of my situation. after hearing me out, they decided to help me out with the payments.

I started tearing up almost immediately.

My appointments start next month…i think i can put up with the pain until then.