Had a check up earlier this year and then had to go back again to get a tiny cavity filled.
Entries Tagged as 'dentist'
25 East Washington
May 22nd, 2007 · 1 Comment
25 E. Washington Street, The Loop, Chicago
I’ve been to the dentist far too much in the past couple months. You don’t even want to get me started on the fillings I’ve had replaced, the multiple visits to get a crown redone and then when I thought it was all done, I had to go back because just a day later I chipped off a chunk of tooth and filling. Not fun.
One thing I do like, though, is the building my dentist office is in. It’s at 25 East Washington Street. The outside of the building is not too remarkable, even though it was designed by D.H. Burnham & Company and was completed in 1914. What I really like about the building is the main lobby. I love the ceiling. You just don’t see this kind of decoration on ceilings any more!
Tags:25 e washington·burnham·Chicago·dentist·Nikon D80·the loop
Delta Dental and an Alternate View
March 10th, 2005 · 11 Comments
So, Tuesday wasn’t the greatest day for me. I left work early to go to a dentist appointment and took this photo of the Sun-Times destruction site from across the river. When I got to the dentist’s office the receptionist discreetly asked that we settle financial matters first and asked me to pay her $450. Turns out Delta Dental makes patients pay for everything first and then reimburses for whatever they cover in your plan. So, I owed them $200+ from last time and over $200 more for this appointment. That’s what I get for upgrading to our PPO, I guess.
I love my dentist because everyone in the office takes their time and explains everything to you and treats you like a person. The dentist herself called my insurance company and figured out a pre-estimate I’ submitted. The dentist office staff were more than willing to work with me as far as payment and were really trusting of me given I’ve only been a patient of theirs for a little over a month. Still, the unexpected expense was just the icing on a really shit day and I had to excuse myself to the restroom down the hall to let it all out. After a good cry I happily went back in the office, put my iPod headphones on, and got my tooth drilled out.
Tags:Chicago·delta dental·dentist·river north·Sun Times/Trump Tower·trump tower
Dentista
October 28th, 2004 · 7 Comments
Luis Casals: Dentista, Wicker Park, Chicago
While I was waiting for my sushi I saw this dentist’s office about 2 doors down from Blue Fin on North Ave. The mounted fish and the artwork remind me of something I’d see at home in Smalltown, WI, and not in a busy intersection of a trendy neighborhood in Chicago.
Sometimes I’m So Stup..ah, Flighty
August 26th, 2003 · 4 Comments
Yesterday
Receptionist on the phone: “Yes, can I help you?”
Me: “I need to make an appointment. I’m experiencing sensitivity on one of my teeth.”
Receptionist on the phone: “Your what?”
Me: “On one of my TEETH.”
Receptionist on the phone: “This is the GYN office!”
Me: “Oh.. uh.. um. . wrong number!”
[CLICK]
Today
Half asleep and with a headache, I get out of the 42nd Street F train station, look down at my watch and curse myself. How did I manage to arrive so early for my 9 a.m. appointment? I walk through Bryant Park up 41st and over to Madison Avenue. Not wanting to sit around up in the dreary dentist’s office waiting room I decide to wait on the street and people watch/daze out while my mind is still foggy, wondering if I can get coffee to wake up and if the dentist would mind if my breath was all .. uh. . coffee-ish.
I look down at my watch. 25 minutes til 9. Too early. Maybe if I can waste 10 minutes they can get me in a little early. I watch people. Pass time. Try not to look out of place. Look down at my watch. 25 minutes til 9. Oh MAN! It’s going to be one of those days. Those ones where you’re so impatient that time stands still. You think 10 minutes has passed and really it’s only 1. I get frustrated with myself. Beee patient…. I know you’re not but you can be if you try. Sigh. Ok. Ohh. There’s a cute business man going to his Madison Avenue office.. and how dare that woman go out in public in leggings with an ass like that!? Ok. it has to be about time to go up now. My head is throbbing. I look down at my watch. 25 minutes to 9. WTF!? I look down at my watch. 25 minutes to 9 and the second hand isn’t moving. THE SECOND HAND ISN’T MOVING. Suddenly my clouded mind clears. My watch is broken!! I rip open my purse and grab my cell phone. 8:58!??! I better get my butt up to the 10th floor or I’ll be late for my appointment!