An Embarrassment of Riches
Well, more like an embarrassment of assistance. As is now tradition, I am going to have to have a major dental procedure (a tooth removed) before I deploy. 1997, I had a couple of molars go south just before leaving - two filings (not too bad). 2004, one of the same molars had to have a root canal - days before mobilization. Today, I had a root canal on another molar only to discover that there was a crack all the way down, and out she'll have to go.
Boo hoo for me, right? Nope.
I have ceased all complaint because of the treatment (no pun intended) I received from my dentist, and the specialists I was referred to... my dentist knows I am deploying very soon, so she called up the other docs and now they won't take more than what insurance will give them. That adds up, trust me on this. Oh, and they all rearranged their schedules on very, very short notice. And after all that they go and thank me for my service.
'Tis humbling it is...
Boo hoo for me, right? Nope.
I have ceased all complaint because of the treatment (no pun intended) I received from my dentist, and the specialists I was referred to... my dentist knows I am deploying very soon, so she called up the other docs and now they won't take more than what insurance will give them. That adds up, trust me on this. Oh, and they all rearranged their schedules on very, very short notice. And after all that they go and thank me for my service.
'Tis humbling it is...
posted by LTC John at 11:06 PM
3 Comments:
I always uncomfortably say, "Thank you," back to them.
I don't know what else to say. "You're welcome" sounds too arrogant.
Thank them for me too MJ.
Good people. You might send each of them a little object from where you deploy to, something that is evocative of the place, once you get there.
TO be sure, ronin. Last time, I brought the dentist an oil lamp. No djinn inside, but well received nonetheless.
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