Howdy, fellow "Dude standing on your chest to remove a tooth damaged due to prior puck stupidity" buddy!
In my case, though, I can marry it to American Health Insurance Hellscape!
It was the dot.bomb era and a long stint of unasked-for unemployment was finally ending, but a long-damaged tooth stub decided to footrace the start of my healt…
Howdy, fellow "Dude standing on your chest to remove a tooth damaged due to prior puck stupidity" buddy!
In my case, though, I can marry it to American Health Insurance Hellscape!
It was the dot.bomb era and a long stint of unasked-for unemployment was finally ending, but a long-damaged tooth stub decided to footrace the start of my health insurance (and its lol abysmal dental coverage) and after being jobless for quite so long, I was really hoping insurance would win that race. Alas, it finally got to the point where I couldn't eat and I hunted down a Korean mall dentist (shout out Ford City Mall, sout' side Chicago) who would take cash and get this thing outta my mouth, _fast_.
Dude had to fully hop up onto my chest to get leverage and he's just... going to town in my barely-numbed mouth, bloody spit flying everywhere, and after forever he goes "okay, almost done..." in his quite-broken English followed by "just kidding! here it is" and he uncups his fist to show me just a pile of shards and blood.
After many warnings about "don't smoke, dry socket" I couldn't get a cigarette lit outside the mall fast enough.
Howdy, fellow "Dude standing on your chest to remove a tooth damaged due to prior puck stupidity" buddy!
In my case, though, I can marry it to American Health Insurance Hellscape!
It was the dot.bomb era and a long stint of unasked-for unemployment was finally ending, but a long-damaged tooth stub decided to footrace the start of my health insurance (and its lol abysmal dental coverage) and after being jobless for quite so long, I was really hoping insurance would win that race. Alas, it finally got to the point where I couldn't eat and I hunted down a Korean mall dentist (shout out Ford City Mall, sout' side Chicago) who would take cash and get this thing outta my mouth, _fast_.
Dude had to fully hop up onto my chest to get leverage and he's just... going to town in my barely-numbed mouth, bloody spit flying everywhere, and after forever he goes "okay, almost done..." in his quite-broken English followed by "just kidding! here it is" and he uncups his fist to show me just a pile of shards and blood.
After many warnings about "don't smoke, dry socket" I couldn't get a cigarette lit outside the mall fast enough.