I got a surprise phone call this afternoon. It seems they were allowed to use the phones again for 10 minutes a piece. Best 10 minutes I’ve had all week let me tell you. I asked if he was ok he said yeah, I asked if he was dealing with his loss ok, and he replied he has other soldiers to take care of and can’t afford to dwell on it. I guess that’s a good way to look at it at the moment.  What else can ya do right? He did sound good. That’s enough for now.

I need to focus on some things myself. I need to get my dental problems fixed before he returns home. It would be a huge boost for my confidence, and a nice surprise for him to have a wife that is no longer afraid to smile fully, and doesn’t mind going out in public. But it isn’t going to be easy to figure out.

1. I need a dentist that accepts my insurance, has reasonable rates, and uses general anesthesia. Novocain and nitrous don’t do it for me. My anxiety negates their effects, and leaves me with a more painful recovery.

2.  I’ll need a ride to and from said dentist, plus to the pharmacy for the follow-up prescriptions that usually accompany trips to the dentist.. Living on post makes that a challenge.

3. I’ll likely need another ride to and from the dentist to pick up bridges/plates/whatever they use.

4. I’d LIKE someone to be able to hang out here for a little while to help me deal with kids and dogs and such. It won’t be an easy recovery I’m sure.

5. I need tax time to get here quickly so I can do all of this before his R&R (Hoping for our anniversary, since that’s what he requested). Noone wants to be sore and swollen when their husband is visiting. Since even with insurance there will be a crap ton of out of pocket expense, this is my only chance to do it.

Ya know what really chaps my ass about all of this?  If a woman were to be flat chested, and it affected her self confidence to a degree that it interfered with her marriage, the army will sometimes cover the enhancement, with the dependant paying for the implants themselves. 

Why can’t they do the same for something as important as dental. I have TMJ disorder. My jaw hurts like a mofo. But there is no treating that until I can chew like a normal human being. And even then…that falls under dental too. Which involves the above mentioned crap ton of out of pocket expense.

I bet half of my depression would be gone if this was taken care of. Between having a smile that I am NOT happy with (bad dental work in my 20′s), and the nagging pain, it’s kinda hard to keep my mood up. And I avoid going out of my house like the plague.

Now you know my dirty little secret eh?