Damn my dentist. Damn him! He has moved to Metairie.
I first chose this dentist about two years ago based solely on his location, just three blocks from our house. And, happily enough, he turned out to be a good dentist. Xy now goes to him as well, and we’ve even referred a friend.
But now he’s moved to Metairie. Personally, I hate going to Metairie — no offense to the people who live there — and I try to avoid it if at all possible.
Google Maps says his new office is 2.7 miles from the old one, and estimates it’s a six minute drive by car. Of course I don’t usually have access to a car, but today Xy got a ride with a friend (coincidentally the same one we referred to our dentist) in part to haul the guinea pigs back to school but also to allow me to have the car so I can get out to Metairie to have my teeth cleaned.
And on top of all that, he’s “out of network” on the University’s new health plan, which means I have to pay more…
All of which has me thinking maybe I need to look for a new dentist. Preferably one who will stay in Mid-City.