Early Thursday afternoon I had an appointment to pick
up my new denture and to get a cleaning at my dentist’s office. It had been
raining hard ever since I’d gotten up that morning and it hadn’t let up by the
time I had to leave. I had dreaded riding in that wet mess but it was almost a
relief to be totally soaked after a few blocks because since I was already as
soggy as I could get there was no more drenching to be apprehensive about. But
then once I was on Dundas it started to go down my boots and so I’d found
another level of being sodden after all.
The
receptionist was talking to someone when I arrived and directed me to sit in
the waiting area. About five minutes later, Dr. He gestured for me to follow
him. When I walked into the treatment room I asked him to confirm that I could
also get a cleaning and he told me that the office was looking into that. He
informed me that my Green Shield insurance policy only allows for one cleaning
a year and my last cleaning was in June, so I might not be eligible yet.
I sat
down and he showed me my new denture but I was surprised and said, “I thought
that it was supposed to be two teeth!” Dr He was puzzled and repeated, “Two
teeth?” I told him that the assistant, Hilberto, had told me that the denture
was going to be for my missing tooth and for the next missing one on the upper
right. Just then Hilberto walked in and I reminded him and confirmed that he’d
thought that was what it was going to be, then he left. I told Dr. He that I
remembered him having said that it was going to be for “Two teeth” and so I’d
asked Hilberto what he’d meant. Dr. He wanted to know why I hadn’t just asked
him. I explained that I’d thought that Hilberto knew but Dr. He responded that
assistants don’t know anything. Then he finally remembered why he’d said “two
teeth”. He’d meant that the clasp would range over the width of two teeth above
the denture.
The
new denture had a different shaped clasp than the first one. While the other
clasp looked like pterodactyl wings, this one had parts that pointed down
making it look more like it had bat wings. When I put it in the bite was off
and so I had to remove it a few times after biting into an impression sheet for
him to grind it down. After a couple of times it was fine.
He
stressed that this denture might eventually also start falling out and the best
option for me would be an implant. I told him I couldn’t even afford to go down
to Buffalo to get an implant for $1000. He didn’t believe one could get an
implant in the States for that cheap.
I was
about to leave when he reminded me that I’d asked for a cleaning and told me
that the office had found that I could get a cleaning now under my coverage. I
sat back down, but then he told me that I would have to pay some of the fee. I
told him that I’d been coming there ever since 2010 and had never had to pay.
He informed me that they are cracking down and that he could get punished if he
treated me for free. I asked if that was the case with all types of treatment
and he confirmed that it was. I said that might mean that I wouldn’t be able to
come back there at all. He just responded with, “Sorry”.
I
stopped at reception to inquire on this issue. The young woman told me that the
college and my insurance provider have gotten stricter. She stated that all
these years that I’ve gotten fully covered I should have only been covered for
70% of the fees. If insisted that if they let me have any more free work then
they could be shut down. She offered that if I were able to pay as little as
$40 though, I could probably get a cleaning from Dr. He.
I
left feeling a bit depressed. I might have to try another dental clinic to see
if I can get free work done again. I guess there is also the possibility of
going to a dental school to get work done. Maybe that would be the solution to
getting an implant as well.
The
denture felt pretty firm as I rode home in the rain and removing it was harder
than the old one, so maybe it will at least last until after my performance on
June 3rd.
I
changed into some dry clothes and made lunch. I’d cooked some chickpeas before
leaving for the dentist’s office. When I got back I sautéed some onions and
garlic, then added them to the beans. I added some chopped tomatoes and tomato
paste, as well as paprika and cayenne. It made a pretty good soup. After eating
I took a siesta.
That
evening I had to work up the street at Artists 25. It was nice that the rain
had stopped but it was still a little chillier than it had been the day before,
so I wore my motorcycle jacket.
The
door was unlocked and the studio was empty when I arrived. Cy walked in a few
minutes later. I guessed he’d opened up before and then gone out to buy
something. I told him that while he’d been out a bunch of guys came in and took
a lot of valuable stuff and told me that Cy said it was okay. He confirmed that
it was fine with him.
Two
female members of the group who are usually there when I work at A-25 came to
draw me this time as well. One of them declared that she had only come that
night because I’m such a great model and she knew that I was going to be
posing. That was nice to hear.
I
told Cy about George Elliot Clarke having gotten lost trying to find the U of T
Mississauga campus and we discussed other people we’ve known that have no sense
of direction. An ex-girlfriend of mine could stand at the corner of Yonge and
Queen without knowing which way was north and he said he knew someone like that
as well.
At
the end of the night I told them that I’d seen a dead coyote in Toronto on my
way out to Mississauga. That led to a discussion about how smart coyotes seem
to be. They have the most complex vocabulary of any mammal in North America and
they even make friends with other species in the wild. They have been seen
snuggling up to badgers on the prairie and they help each other hunt for rats.
I got
paid $45 and I mentioned that I especially appreciated having some money on the
day before my birthday.
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