Shugardrawers
<font color=teal><b>Ovarian Cancer Survivor!<br><f
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- Aug 12, 2003
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UPDATE: I just returned and am still kinda stoned so bear with me if I don't make perfect sense.
I didn't say a word when I walked in . The look on the receptionists face tells me he didn't bother to tell them I was coming. She handed me the clip board and said here, fill this out, I'll need your dental insurance card. I spoke not a word and went to fill it out. As I was doing that Dr Taylor walked in. I was very nice to him and reiterated my gratefulness for his willingness to help me out. Loud enough that the girls could hear he said after the way I was treated it was the least he could do. I finished the paperwork, silently handed it back to the receptionist (main instigator) and sat down again.
The assistant getting me ready spoke not a syllable to me except to say that Dr. Taylor would be in in a few minutes. I put on my Ipod and waited. I overheard him ask one of them twice to get an xray from me. I silently cooperated. He came back in the room with an assistant and told me I had quite an infection and that it would require root canal or possibly an extraction, my choice. I went with his advice of a root canal.
Don't ask me why, I can't explain it but although I have no problem assisting with gory dental procedures, I'm a terrified patient so he gave me a couple of sedatives and I relaxed for about 20 min with my Ipod while the assistant set up the procedure trays. I took a light snooze in the chair while he operated. A short while later DSis came and drove me home. As it turns out, the infection is advanced enough that it could have killed me (I am still receiving cancer treatment and any infection can be fatal) had I waited too much longer. I again thanked him profusely for doing this tremendous favor for me and booked my next appt in 2 weeks to have the crown put on. He's not charging me for the office visit or procedure, only the cost of the crown which the lab will bill him for and should be under $150 and I can pay him $10 a month.
As he walked me out to DSis's car he said I had been a good assistant and he was very sorry for what had happened. I said if certain people ever left his employ he could call me and I'd come back to work for him in a heartbeat. Considering the main instigator has been with him for 18 years now I doubt that will happen.
Anyway, I survived although I was very nervous through the whole thing and although I didn't adhere completely to the letter of mama's laws of manners, I didn't start anything or burn any bridges. Thanks for your support guys!
I didn't say a word when I walked in . The look on the receptionists face tells me he didn't bother to tell them I was coming. She handed me the clip board and said here, fill this out, I'll need your dental insurance card. I spoke not a word and went to fill it out. As I was doing that Dr Taylor walked in. I was very nice to him and reiterated my gratefulness for his willingness to help me out. Loud enough that the girls could hear he said after the way I was treated it was the least he could do. I finished the paperwork, silently handed it back to the receptionist (main instigator) and sat down again.
The assistant getting me ready spoke not a syllable to me except to say that Dr. Taylor would be in in a few minutes. I put on my Ipod and waited. I overheard him ask one of them twice to get an xray from me. I silently cooperated. He came back in the room with an assistant and told me I had quite an infection and that it would require root canal or possibly an extraction, my choice. I went with his advice of a root canal.
Don't ask me why, I can't explain it but although I have no problem assisting with gory dental procedures, I'm a terrified patient so he gave me a couple of sedatives and I relaxed for about 20 min with my Ipod while the assistant set up the procedure trays. I took a light snooze in the chair while he operated. A short while later DSis came and drove me home. As it turns out, the infection is advanced enough that it could have killed me (I am still receiving cancer treatment and any infection can be fatal) had I waited too much longer. I again thanked him profusely for doing this tremendous favor for me and booked my next appt in 2 weeks to have the crown put on. He's not charging me for the office visit or procedure, only the cost of the crown which the lab will bill him for and should be under $150 and I can pay him $10 a month.
As he walked me out to DSis's car he said I had been a good assistant and he was very sorry for what had happened. I said if certain people ever left his employ he could call me and I'd come back to work for him in a heartbeat. Considering the main instigator has been with him for 18 years now I doubt that will happen.
Anyway, I survived although I was very nervous through the whole thing and although I didn't adhere completely to the letter of mama's laws of manners, I didn't start anything or burn any bridges. Thanks for your support guys!
Good thing you caught it in time!!!
Anyway, I worked in a place like that.......the employees intimidated the employer. They got whatever they wanted. It made my life hell and even though I had been there longest, i took all I could and suddenly quit one day. Told my boss that when the "other" employee decided to quit, give me a call, but otherwise, i would never step foot in there again. Well, she did end up quitting about 4 months later and he called me back. Then, a few months later, during another employee vacation, he made the announcement that he needed to find someone to cover that week....and that he was thinking of calling the person that made my life living hell. I told him if he called her and she accepted, I was leaving and never coming back. Seemed I had a bit more pull than I thought. He never called her and we just managed with the missing person. However, advancing a few more years, the same thing happened again and that time I did quit for good. Just wasn't worth not being appreciated. It was a terrible cycle and new people learned the behavior quickly.
You have a lot of class.
