Changes, good, bad and high gas prices

I am chickening out on changing my dentist.  Sigh.  I hate change.  My dentist had knee replacement surgery and I guess he still is taking some appointments, but I don't think he's available Friday mornings.

It made me nervous to see his partner because of what happened to my mom 20 years ago.  The other dentist demanded that she pay either in cash or a credit card.  They didn't take checks.  The office person was surprised at that.  I'm not sure what happened but he over charged her, that I know.  I worried if he looked at my x-rays maybe he would find something that would need fixing. I know, if something's wrong, don't you want it fixed?  Of course.  I know how price gauging and doing something that wasn't necessary works.  

I spent a total of 2 minutes with this dentist.  I walked in thinking well, this is it.  I had a good run.  Twenty one years.  I'll move on.  When I was walking out the dental tech asked if I wanted to make a six month appointment and I said yes.  I saw on the card that she circled the other dentist's name.  Damn. I thought oh well, I'll call in six months and say I'm not coming back. 

When I walked back to my car, I thought was this so bad?  I take care of my teeth.  Yeah, I need a mouth guard badly but I know I can find a good one online and I do take care of the disgusting one I have.  I have a dental flosser to add to my flossing routine.  I change my tooth brush like 1 to 2 months because a nurse practitioner told me about germs and my tooth brush.  

I know my dentist and his partner are in their middle 70s.  They're going to want to say Goodnight, we're out of here at some point.  I worry about going to someone young who wants to pay their college loans back.  I want to pay off my bills too, people.  I'm guessing in probably a couple of years, the practice might be retired.  

With everything going on in the world, the thought of change just freaks me out.  I had it happen when I tried to change vets. I had it happen when I tried to change car places.  I hate that this dentist gauged my mom for money.  I feel disloyal.  I am hoping I can change the appointment when the time comes to maybe October and see if my dentist is taking appointments.  I don't care what day or time it is.  I prefer my dentist but eh, so be it if it's only for a cleaning and a couple of x-rays.

My head wanted to explode on Thursday when I realized the lurker did something that I had in my name.  It's really a small thing, but it's a reminder that she just can't help herself when it come to interfering.  I took a screen shot and saved it for a rainy day.  I was ready to spit fire when I saw it but I thought, relax.  See if she does more and maybe share if it gets too much.  I'm so tired of her running over my foot.  I swear she was the semi driver who hit me two years ago.

This morning, I took a walk through downtown Milwaukee.  Because gas is so high, I thought maybe I'd save a few miles and just park since it's free.  I didn't mind it.  Nice to see the buildings and the sights.  I missed my walking spot but I'm ok with switching things up.  I will back to my old walking place tomorrow morning.  I kind of missed getting on the freeway and listening to my Audible book on a Saturday morning when it's all quiet.  I will do that tomorrow morning.  

I hate that gas prices are going up. I thought today that I'm not getting gas every week.  I'm getting it maybe once a month and I can try to make it last a tiny bit longer.  I hate the reason the prices are going up.  I am haunted by what Kamala Harris told an interviewer during the 2024 election.  People shouldn't have to just get by.  They should be able to take a vacation or have that extra money for a Christmas gift.

Yeah.  I agree.  Sigh.  I didn't expect miracles if my vote went for the winner.  I did fear that we'd be in this predicament with the results.  

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