Well, here's what happened today. Arrived on time for 9am appointment.
Was given 5 pages to fill out before I had surgery. I'd left my glasses ( my daughter drove me ) so I hadn't finished them when they called me. Put my dentist's name in appropriate places, left some places unchecked because I didn't understand them - in other words, working very slowly. They took me to a room and a strange man introduces himself as Dr. X. He says he's going to do the surgery. I tell him Dr. Y is doing it. He says Dr. Y has been called to the hospital for an emergency. My daughter and I asked him lots of questions. He excused himself and came back with Dr. Y who basically said it couldn't be helped - that Dr. X could do it or we could try another day.

By this time, Dr. X is pouting and says he can't do it now we've wasted too much time. That we can make another appointment or it may be that some time will open this afternoon if we want to wait. We waited.

We'd told him my concerns. He says he was told what to do and if I want to change it, he just can't do it. That he wants to know what he's expected to do when he starts. I'm ready to die rather than go home with a mouthful of infected teeth. Briefly, he removed my lower teeth, put in 4 of the planned 5 inplants, had me xrayed and gave me appointment for next week.

He saw bad bone at the 5th site but decided he'd try it anyway. He tried to screw the inplant in 4 times. It came out on my tongue side. He put some "ground bone" in the cavity and around all the other ones that were already in, stitched them up and said I'd done well.

Some other things happened. The nurse who started with him disappeared in less than an hour. He had to pull, drill and cut pieces from the last tooth to get in out. This is when the nurse left and a man in a green surgical outfit took her place until all this was over. Total time for surgery -almost 5 hours.

The man in green did the xray. He poked my mouth, teeth and skin more than I've ever been poked by an assistant. He couldn't keep the water and blood even almost out of my mouth. I felt like I was choking. Dr. X says to just swallow it. The man in green turns out to be a junior at the local university majoring in biology - but has no credentials in any medical field.

I've never had any trouble with a dentist numbing me a little more if I asked. I asked Dr. X at least 10 times because every procedure was hurting more and more. He numbed me 3 times. Each time I asked, he said it was only going to be a little bit longer. The last 4 stitches, I felt everything.

Part of me wants to sue the pants off the place so they won't treat anyone else like this. My other part feels so insignificant that I can't imagine anyone treating me with kindness. Powerless to do anything but continue down this path.

More things happened, but I've already written too much. LONG, LONG VENT! No need to answer. Thanks for listening again.

Jon

Written yesterday. Sent today.