Ugh, in such a foul mood. That stupid head Pyro.
But anyways, today's discussion is about the Pros and Cons of apartment living in the nearby city. Obviously, the pros are being close to Little Bit's school. And that is the one, but very big and important pro. The cons are ALL the utilities I would have to get in said apartment and furnishings. Electric, internet, tv, rent...things I already have to pay now I would pay there. That is a BIG extra expense. Cons, cons, cons all around. Plus, that may affect the help we receive. Not sure. If it does, then that increases my financial load even more!
I figured a hotel may be better. Wouldn't have to worry about adding a tv, internet, electric bill, and furnishings cause a hotel room has all that! But that can be pricey. Even at the cheapest price of $45 a night, that's $225 for 5 days. Still, for a month, with the cost of rent and everything, the price of staying at a hotel weekly at that price would be less a month. But still too high a price. So, I was considering doing it just a few days a month for only if I was overly tired.
My mother threw out a crazy option. To go ahead and get an apartment and she would come and stay with me some days and watch over Little Bit. Because that is the only way it could work for me to be able to have an apartment and home if I work fulltime and possibly more hours. My mom said she isn't doing anything, she doesn't mind. But I dunno. I let my mom watch Little Bit when she was a small baby. But now that she is older, I prefer both of my parents with her. My mom is quite...brutal. She has mellowed waaayyyyyy down. But without my Daddy there to be Little Bit's defender, mom will probably spank her for things that I think is overboard. My Dad made my heart sing when he said he won't stand for spankings like he did for when me and my sis were little. My mom was the type that if you accidentally spilled juice she would rage out and call you all kinds of names on top of spanking.
Eek! That took a turn. I was talking about my mom's sweet gesture and then I went dark. But anyway, another consideration with the apartment situation is my niece and her hubby are having trouble because he is looking for a job, but since they recently had a baby, it's been hard for him to find one that works with my niece's schedule. I told her if I got an apartment, maybe between the 3 of us, we would have someone to watch our babies. I am not thrilled at the thought about watching their 3 kiddos with Little Bit, but it would only be fair, although they would just have to deal with an additional one to their usual amount.
But in the meantime, I will start with just driving there. Hopefully I can find a job here in town I can work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. That could cover gas and tuition. And I was thinking maybe I could join a gym and that is where I could go while she is in school. I really like the thought of that because I badly need to lose weight. I hate the way I look now. And a gym membership isn't that costly. A weekend job would cover that, too.
Pyro had the nerve to ask me to not get a job on weekends since that is the only time he can see Little Bit and I for now. Pshaw! Fool, and let my account dwindle down again? Nuh-uh! I am not waiting around for the off chance of you deciding to move down, whenever the hell that may be. Hell, I don't even want it anymore.
I also have a monthly expense to pay for my recent dental work. Oh!!! I must talk about that. I first ended up going to this dentist who my mom's best friend daughter said she went to. Her and the dentist used to be friends, but I guess when they stopped being friends, she stopped going. She said she would still recommend her though. She was the only dentist I knew who took Medicaid for adults, so I went ahead and went even though recent reviews were not stellar. The friend said she noticed the recent reviews too and doesn't know what could be different now. So, I took a chance. Normally a dental hygienist does the cleaning and I found it curious the dentist herself did it. Ok, unusual, but not unheard of. It felt very rushed. And the dental assistant acted as if she didn't want to be there. After the dentist left out after the cleaning, I thought she would return to discuss my case, ya know, like ALL dentists do. But no, and when I would question the dental assistant about my care, she seemed scared to go and ask the dentist the questions I had. The biggest two questions I had were why she couldn't extract my tooth, why was she referring me out to an oral surgeon. My former boss was no oral surgeon and he was chomping at the bits to extract that tooth, so I figured it couldn't be that difficult. And the other question was what they were gonna do about that broken tooth. I was expecting it to be taken care of that day. But my appointment was put off to well over a month to get that filled. I had asked to be put on the call list if an appointment popped up. I found out later that the sour dental assistant never did that.
Gah. I should have never come back after the cleaning. But I did. And she was about to numb up a whole different side of my mouth! Top right! I'm like hold up, I thought we were just filling this tooth on the bottom left. She basically said I had all these cavities. Top right, bottom right, top left, bottom left. Wait a minute, that was not discussed with me during my cleaning appointment. I was not expecting all these fillings. Let's work on bottom left today. What I came in for. I thought just that broken tooth would be filled, but the dentist proceeded to fill 2 more on the bottom. What!? And the dentist was rude the whole time. Not just to me, to staff. This dental assistant was different from the last one. She was able to retain a cheerful demeanor. But that dentist, ugh, terrible chairside. Plus, I was displeased about not discussing my treatment plan. Who does that? And how could I go from never having cavities to having a head full of them. I wanted a second opinion. After this dentist was done, she stuffed my mouth with gauze and told me to wait until I get feeling back to take it out. That's strange. When I was an assistant, we never put in gauze after a FILLING. Just an extraction. But I figured maybe the extra precaution was being taken because she gave me extra shots. And that's another thing. When she gave me the shots to numb me, she didn't really wait for it to go really numb. So, when she started drilling and I reacted, she acted all annoyed and gave me a bunch more shots. Again, she was acting as if she was in a big rush.
Not even a full 15 minutes after my appointment, I took the gauze out cause I was already starting to get feeling back. That's when I noticed the atrocious job she did on my teeth. My teeth on the right side could not even make contact anymore cause she basically just put blocks on my left teeth. She did not file it down enough nor made any smoothing efforts to make cusps. Plus, there was a jagged edge on the lingual side of my mouth that was driving me crazzyyy. Kept rubbing against my tongue. I immediately called and the receptionist said that the dentist had left for the day. I was like what, it is not time for the office to be closed. And she was like, that's the dentist, she can leave whenever she wants. Ew! Bad business there.
I was fed up and have started going to my parent's dentist. I have to pay out of pocket, but it is worth it. Man, that place is great. I was able to get into their office less than a week after the bad dentist. The good dentist fixed the fillings. She said one was done poorly and she would recommend having that redone entirely. She showed me my xrays and discussed with me the treatment plan. And one thing she said is she didn't see as many cavities as the other dentist did. Just top left. Makes me wonder if the ones on the bottom left (besides the one that broke of course), even needed filling. But it was a bummer to find out I had cavities at all. I wonder if it is from Pyro's rotten mouth. Yes, cavities are contagious! And his mouth has become worse. Mouth wash used to mask the odor. But now, that isn't even working. He should have been taken care of things as his mouth is just rotting. I can imagine all the infection in that tooth that he "filled" himself. Ew. I have less money than he does coming in every month, but yet I am getting my stuff taken care of. I am using a payment plan card so I didn't have to pay the full amount for the work the good dentist did.
What's funny, is the bad dentist office called the day of my appointment with the good dentist asking if I could come in. *snorts* See, after I left their office, I asked to be put on the call list for future appointments. When the receptionist pulled out the log, I noticed my name wasn't on there from when I last asked to be on it. And how soon she called me because of an opening further proved that the sour assistant didn't make any effort to let it be known I wanted to be on the log. I told the receptionist I didn't want to come in and to cancel all my future appointments with that shitty dentist. (I mean, I didn't call her shitty. I am too polite for that! lolz)
The good dentist said she would recommend I continue on with the appointment I made with the oral surgeon. She said based on the placement, she did not feel comfortable taking it out. She said another dentist at the office could. But I declined. It will cost less for me to go to the oral surgeon because my insurance will cover some of it. I just wanted an explanation of why it wouldn't be taken out. And I get it. My former boss, even with his strength would sometimes struggle to get a tooth out.
This was a segment from the episode of Inside Edition that I learned about the super dodger term. I swear the timing of it was spooky since I have been thinking SO much of going somewhere new.
Like I said, it'll probably wait until Little Bit can talk. And I will probably go somewhere that English is the main language to start, but not sure. Because I wanted to start off with Sweden. But then I became nervous at the thought of not understanding anyone and no one understanding me. I have become more active in an international chatroom I used to go to regularly decades ago. If I became friends with someone in a place where English is not the main language, maybe they could help translate stuff for me. But a friend may get annoyed and feel like they are being taken advantage of if they had to translate for me every time we went out.
Signed,
Tarja Mordecai