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What Getting My Teeth Fixed Taught Me About Being Broke
For one: being broke made me more greedy, not more generous
The endodontist is carrying on a conversation with me while he has both hands and several sharp tools in my mouth to scrape out the black, smelly, infected gunk inside one of the four root channels the previous guy missed.
I had an old root canal redone today. It was great. No, seriously. I realized I’m not broke anymore.
That first root canal cost me zero dollars and lasted for a decade so I’m not complaining. The dentist who did it donated his time to provide treatment to people who couldn’t otherwise afford it. Like me and many homeless people I saw in the waiting room. The dentist came to the community health center in the city I lived. I was a young mom without insurance, without money. My tooth hurt like hell and I remember sitting through the several-hour procedure, so grateful for this dentist’s help.
But he wasn’t a specialist. He was not an endodontist who’s been doing root canals for decades, just a volunteer dentist who did his best.
Fast forward ten years. Not being broke anymore means I can go to the guy who does root canals for a living. The x-rays showed an infection, a black ripple radiating out from one pointy root of my tooth. My…
