A sequel to my earlier Pit thread.
Came back from the dentist today. My first visit to a dentist in an embarrassingly long time. Some of the news I expected…I have a couple of cavities, which will need addressing.
The rest of the news was unexpected. A number of my fillings apparently need replacing, and the dentist also recommended a cleaning.
He quoted a price of $250 just for the cleaning alone, which struck me as unusually high.
To just take care of the two cavities, the dentist quoted me a number slightly over $700. That’s only a portion of the final number.
There may be options. When my mom heard what the quotes were, she said they sounded awfully high, and that her own dentist was a lot cheaper. I’m gonna get in touch with him.
Another option is the Oregon Health Plan, which provides coverage for low-income individuals. I’ve already requested an application, but I’m tortured by the nagging thought that my unemployment benefits may disqualify me from the OHP, even though I’ve been fucking unemployed for six fucking months and don’t have much of a fucking nest egg.
It isn’t the cavities that upset me. It’s the fact that this is happening while I’m unemployed and without insurance. If I had insurance, the cost would almost certainly be a mere fraction of what this total comes to.
If I had a job, I would have insurance. Just another LOVELY WONDERFUL thing that I can thank my unemployment for.
Why does this cavity shit have to happen NOW?
I JUST CAN’T SEEM TO CATCH A FUCKING BREAK.
After what seemed like promising encounters during follow-up calls, I have heard nothing but silence from the places in Minnesota, Detroit, and Philadelphia. An ENT office in Vancouver has so far ignored my application, although they acknolwedged receiving it.
No one wants me. I’ve been unemployed for six months now. SIX GODDAMN MONTHS. I had not dared imagine that it would be so long. The unemployment rate in Oregon has actually worsened in the last few months…it’s the worst in the nation, at 11%.
There is no joy in my life anymore. Months of being unemployed, being ignored by potential employers, my Mom’s cancer, and now this. I’ve struggled so hard to retain my sanity, but I honestly feel it slipping away. Everything is falling apart. I’ve gotten less than ten hours sleep in the last four days, and if I get any sleep tonight it will be a fucking miracle. I’m in dire need of good news, peace, and health.
Even good news about other family members would be nice. To cap off a truly horrendous week, my mom was diagnosed with cancer on Monday.
Cancer. Wonderful. She’s only 49 years old, and she’s got cancer.
I’m losing it, I really am. I can just feel how close I am to truly losing it. Everyone has a breaking point, and I’ve never been so close to mine before.
I have a telephone interview scheduled with a place in Burlington, Wisconsin on Tuesday at noon, and I really don’t know what kind of shape I’ll be in for that. I’ve been shit on for so long by the job market that all the optimism has been drained out of me. The Wisconsin place contacted me unusually quickly after I sent them my application and resume online, but I’m not sure that means anything anymore.
There isn’t any point to anything anymore. All I do is send out applications, follow up with phone calls, and get ignored.
I’ve tried hanging on. It’s not working.
I’ve tried being persistent in the job hunt. It’s not working.
I can’t sleep anymore.
My mom has cancer.
I can’t have fun anymore. Last night I watched an hour-long “Malcolm in the Middle”, my favorite sitcom, a show guaranteed to make me laugh out loud at least once, and I didn’t even crack a smile.
My whole life has been nothing but a long downward spiral for almost two years. Everything is turning to crap. I look at my life as it is right now, and it just reeks of failure. The worst part is that I played by the rules, and I’ve lost.
If I take care of these two cavities, I could lose whatever margin I have in terms of having enough money to move across the country for a job. If I don’t take care of these cavities, they’ll just get worse, and cause me some real pain. Either way, I’m fucked.
And that’s my life. Fucked. It’s gone on like this for almost two years, and there doesn’t seem to be an end to it.