Mental

I was scheduled to get a dental bridge today, so that i can remove my lower braces without risking any movement in the alignment of my braces-perfected teeth. I was initially put-off by the idea of having my perfectly-fine teeth on the side of the missing tooth "sawed" off! Oh wait, they call it "recountouring". It's supposed to make it sound less barbaric. But after countless discussions with my orthodontist, i caved in.. it seems i have to have it.

What he failed to discuss with me is how much will it cost me.

Until i got a reminder call yesterday. And when asked, the nurse casually told me it'd cost me 1500 pieces of big bucks. 500 for each tooth. wtf. I had a heated call with Dr.J today. He's a real nice guy, but i got really cheesed off at the fact that he didnt think that the cost of something is worthy of discussion. So i'm supposed to walk in, get it fixed, then get caught by a fat bill by surprise. What if i didnt bring my credit card? What if i didnt have that much cash on me? Maybe i should have asked at the very beginning, but still....

Then I had to cancel my appointment due to work commitment which i inevitably cannot run away from.
Dr J: "Grumble, lecturing....But it's your teeeeeeeth"
Lee: "But it's my job... that's paying for these teeeeeeeth"

I think deep down he wished he didnt have a patient like me. But again he's a wonderful doctor who seriously cares about his patient's welfare. Though that hasnt stop me from wanting to strangle him sometimes :P

.Had a long poooofy day at work and i think i need a good hearty laugh.
.Maybe a kick-ass kungfu black-n-white chubbs can help.