Today's post has a lot to do with teeth (hence the close up picture where I'm giving Paul the "you better stop taking pictures because I really don't need 500 more pictures of myself" look). Paul and I journeyed down out of the mountains for a teeth cleaning in The City.
We switched dentists a few weeks ago (you may remember my emergency appointment for what turned out to be a flossing injury... which my new dentist was nice enough to not charge us for... or laugh about.) because our old one was so expensive. My mom and I had started comparing dental bills and her procedures cost hundreds of dollars less than ours.
I was beginning to get a little suspicious that our old guy was overcharging us. He would bill our insurance (back when we had insurance) and then charge us an additional $300 (or so) because our insurance "hadn't paid for everything."
Now I should go back a bit further to explain. I don't like going to the dentist. I had managed to avoid it for five entire years when I met Paul. Before college I had gone every six months, had braces twice, years in retainers and invisaliners and frankly the fear I'd developed was pretty close to a phobia. So I expected things to be bad when I went in for a cleaning.
Before the appointment I'd never had a cavity. I ended the day with an appointment to come back with five fillings. Paul, who'd been seeing a dentist regularly, came home with an appointment for something like four fillings. We were both surprised.
I was more surprised however, when we went back two cleanings later and he found more cavities. We'd both become much more careful with our daily cleaning routines (you should see me now, it's insane... hence the "flossing injury"). He said I had one and that Paul had three more cavities and probably needed a root canal. Then he handed us a bill that included around $500 in x-rays in addition to the cleaning costs. When I placed the credit card on the table I knew it would be a while until we could afford to come back.
Fast forward 14 months. When we went in today we figured we'd pay for those months away. I wasn't getting x-rays until after I have the little one, but Paul did and we were expecting bad news. If he needed a root canal 14 months ago, imagine how bad it would be now!
They cleaned his teeth, took the (free) x-rays and examined them. And guess what they found?
Nothing! Not one single cavity! In fact, they said his mouth looked great and they couldn't even see a spot where it looked like a cavity might be forming.
I spent the entire car ride home (an hour and a half) trying to figure out some other explanation to excuse the contradiction. Cavities don't just disappear completely, do they?
I've been searching to see if it's possible (I'd like to believe that it is and that this guy was only charging way too much, rather than charging way to much to fill teeth that were perfectly healthy...). Most of the sites I've found say it's not. One dentist wrote that she'd seen it in a friend's child who was using ACT (which is actually what we've both been using twice a day).
If it is the ACT it's pretty amazing. But can you really go from needing a root canal to perfect teeth in one year from mouth wash?
Anyways, I'm just relieved we aren't about to get another huge bill for fillings! Now I'd better get some sleep. I have big ideas for tomorrow's post!