The other day I found an abscess above a tooth I had had a really deep filling put in. Really, kinda gross I know. But, it was "kinda" expected. Crap. I thought, "Man, I am supposed to go on vacation in two weeks....how the hell am I going to afford a procedure like this?" My mother, bless her heart, had already paid for a large chunk of the cavities I needed filled. Before the past couple of months I hadn't been to the dentist in something like 6 years due to college and then health insurance. I have lousy teeth. I've had cavities all my life (and it's not all due to the fact I eat ice cream) as I ate very little sugar as a child. Damn having health care professionals as parents. So, I called into work today and went for an emergency vist with my most wonderful dentist Dr. Michelle over at Floss Dental Studio. I was right... the filling and the medicine hadn't taken and it was a root canal for me. Right then and there. Thankfully my dentist is uber talented and I felt nothing at all plus I got to watch Sex in the City while she was drilling away. Then came the worst part... the bill. Oh my god! I can't afford to be alive. And I'll pay for her services because normally I hate going to the dentist and anyone who can make me feel that calm when I'm in their chair deserves all the money this little girl can muster and I know that medical care in general is not a cheap thing. I am just so screwed. Between the root canal itself and post and crown... well, I won't give actual numbers but if anyone needs an egg or two I might just consider selling bits of myself for profit. Then came the worst ,because I can always pay in installments and my dentist can be flexible and tolerate her poorer customers, the prescriptions. I don't have insurance so I have to pay everything out of pocket and boy, if I ever get really sick I am screwed. I dropped $150 just for antibiotics and pain pills. I am so screwed. That's nearly my rent for the month to put it in some kind of perspective for all you going "that's not that much." Even though I am soon to be twenty-five years old I am still a baby in the world with a ways to go before I figure this whole "being a human" thing out. On the plus side, the pain pills she gave me knock me out like nothing else. I have never felt this whoozey in my entire life. It's like being aware that you're going to faint without actually fainting. Happy Birthday to me. This sucks.