I took a day off from gardening to just take care of business at my apartment. I spent all morning on the phone and online, trying to find a periodontist in the area that takes my dental insurance. What a chore.
You’d think you could just find one on the insurance in-network listings, but you’d be wrong, because providers never update their changes. (One turned out to be an endodontist, a totally different animal.) Plus it turns out having an HMO not PPO means most specialists are out-of-network, which I don’t have and can’t afford, or don’t take my insurance at all, including the three my dentist (who was likewise hard to obtain) referred me to.
I got this dental insurance intentionally because it covers so much comprehensive dental work like implants. Ha. Maybe it’s a Missouri issue. I had no such problem with virtually the same insurance in Ohio.
Anyway, I appear to have found a periodontist who will hopefully be covered, though not that close to me, and not until September, but it’s something. Then I had to fill out a dozen online forms for them. I’m already tired of perio.
At this rate, I may die first, and not need teeth. It seems to be a recurring theme, lately.
Tomorrow I’ll go back to what I’m better at, gardening. I even get to add on a new project, Jess’s, where I’m going to make them an herb garden and other features. Something I can sink my remaining teeth into!
Speaking of which, here’s a rabbit.