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jawnbcA couple of years ago I fired my dentist. He became my dentist while in grad skool: he was just starting out with his practice and he was giving students a wee bit extra coverage. He's also a MacKoolAidSlurper so that was always fun to talk about. Or for him to talk about and me to mumble about. I really, really liked this guy, and convinced a few friends to go there as well.
Then the eejit started extra billing me. My insurance only covered cheap-n-cheerful fillings and he would use better quality ones--and not tell me there might be an extra charge. A month after one appointment I got a bill in the mail: no explanation, nothing. So I paid that one, but communicated my concerns (process and cost). Next time I had a filling done, they did it again. I subsequently politely told them to fook awf. Their indignance at my indignance spoke volumes. Bye bye, faut que je m'en ailles...
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querrelle 's) I finally did some research a few weeks back. I wanted someone who did early morning appointments, so I could go before work. And I wanted someone who would commit to never ever ever fucking extra bill me ever ever. Ever. Oh and downtown so my parking permit would be valid.
This morning I had my first appointment and if this is how they do things I ain't never leaving. The hygienist was skilled and charming, the Dr. sharp and funny and excellent at explaining thing. A 2 year break in care--combined with a childhood of poor dental hygiene--means there's a fair bit of stuff to be sorted. But they were both on it. Dr. was so intrigued with my mouth he wanted to consult with 2 of his colleagues about how to fix some of the major issues.
I may need crowns or even overlays, and the odd filling here and there, and he won't do any of it without clearing it with my insurances and me. And he wants me to see a periodontist about my gums---which the office pays for me as part of their care plan.
Oh. And he's got a TV in the ceiling that I can watch with headphones on during the appointment.
Then the eejit started extra billing me. My insurance only covered cheap-n-cheerful fillings and he would use better quality ones--and not tell me there might be an extra charge. A month after one appointment I got a bill in the mail: no explanation, nothing. So I paid that one, but communicated my concerns (process and cost). Next time I had a filling done, they did it again. I subsequently politely told them to fook awf. Their indignance at my indignance spoke volumes. Bye bye, faut que je m'en ailles...
But, being currently acquitted with double insurance (mine and
querrelle 's) I finally did some research a few weeks back. I wanted someone who did early morning appointments, so I could go before work. And I wanted someone who would commit to never ever ever fucking extra bill me ever ever. Ever. Oh and downtown so my parking permit would be valid.This morning I had my first appointment and if this is how they do things I ain't never leaving. The hygienist was skilled and charming, the Dr. sharp and funny and excellent at explaining thing. A 2 year break in care--combined with a childhood of poor dental hygiene--means there's a fair bit of stuff to be sorted. But they were both on it. Dr. was so intrigued with my mouth he wanted to consult with 2 of his colleagues about how to fix some of the major issues.
I may need crowns or even overlays, and the odd filling here and there, and he won't do any of it without clearing it with my insurances and me. And he wants me to see a periodontist about my gums---which the office pays for me as part of their care plan.
Oh. And he's got a TV in the ceiling that I can watch with headphones on during the appointment.
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Date: 2009-02-04 09:24 pm (UTC)