Read My Lips - the blog

Could someone just shoot me?

I am sitting on the phone trying to get my insurance company to fax my information to someone else so I can get in to see a dentist 90 minutes from where I live to take care of an emergency dental problem. As if it was not bad enough that I have to drive 90 minutes to find a dentist that takes my insurance, or that I actually have to go see a dentist, they are playing the most gawd-awful music over their system while I am on hold. Just how excruciating can this day be?

I will either be on the way to, at, or on the way back from the dentist until further notice.