Yeah! Yeah! I'm back from the dentist, who was quite wonderful, by the way. She did all the typical experiments (well, typical based on one data point from last fall). We are taking the most conservative approach, which is to go on antibiotics for a few days, report back, and decide on a course of action based on the results. I also have her cell phone number ("Don't feel special," she said, "I give it to all my patients. I don't think you'll need it.")
During the course of the exam, she told me that she got a dental degree, researched bone regeneration for twelve or so years, then went back to school and got a specialist degree. She now works at four practices and loves the freedom that affords her -- no hiring or firing, no dealing with landlords, the flexibility to be with her kids. And, she said, wherever she goes, she feels like, and is treated like, a guest.
Because I saw her at my regular dentist's practice, I was able to participate in a consultation between the two of them. A good experience all around.
So I'm off to dance camp after all. Back to packing!
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