In the 2 1/2 years that I’ve been blogging, I can think of three, maybe four times that I’ve actually found myself struggling to write an entry the way I’ve struggled to write this one. It’s easy to spout off an opinion over news articles or to tell you about funny (and sometimes not-so-funny) things that happen in my life.
All of that is part of an unspoken pact between bloggers and blog readers. We write, you read, and hopefully sometimes you giggle. No admission required.
So, when Randy and Velociman suggested that I hold a fund-raiser to help pay for the dental work I need after Monday night’s accident, I balked at the thought of pan-handling, at the notion of asking virtual strangers for their help.
It’s not easy to hit you up for donations, but it’s also not easy to think of going indefinitely without front teeth. And the truth of the matter is that, absent a miracle, coming up with the money to replace the teeth I’ve lost is beyond our means.
With the Venomous Hubby working the phones, we’ve been able to reduce the overall cost of the dental work. Our dentist has waived a number of fees related to the installation of the new crowns and bridges but, since he’s not the clinic owner, there are only so many fees he can waive. Bless his heart, he did talk to the clinic owners and they’ve agreed that I can go ahead with getting new “flippers” even though I can’t pay for them just yet. I’ll be getting them next Friday (and also getting another one of the cracked teeth extracted), so at least I won’t be house-bound and freakish looking. Getting bridges so I can eat something besides oatmeal and broth still has to wait until I raise the funds.
Altogether, my dental bill has been reduced from $9848 to $8274, which is a big savings but still a huge chunk of change. Unfortunately, it’s a chunk that I need to raise quickly. Not only do I need to pay for the “flippers” I’ll be getting next Friday before I can proceed with getting new permanent bridges, but, according to my dentist, the longer I go without permanent bridges in there the more likely it is that my remaining teeth are going to shift and possibly even come loose. Lovely.
But, needless to say, that didn’t stop me from throwing a Pity Party for One yesterday. Maybe it was justified, and maybe I needed it. I don’t know. At least it was a short one — thanks to my internet friends.
Thank you Kelley and Jeff for your well-wishes. Thank you, Brenda, for the PayPal donation this morning — you started my day off with a (gummy) smile. And a huge “Thank You” to my friend Doc for both the well-wishes and the donation.
Finally, thank you to you for being supportive with your kind wishes and prayers, and if you feel like donating toward my dental bill, please know that I am awed by and grateful for your generosity.
UPDATE: For some reason the PayPal button that was here wasn’t working. The button in the left sidebar is, however.