Wednesday, March 25, 2009
El Dentista, typo de Mexico.
Well it hurts and I should do something about it.
It's been awhile and if I want to enjoy being able to chomp on things, like a nice juicy apple from the cooler, then I best maintain the old chompers.
My mother always tired to scare me by telling me that if I didn't brush my teeth, they would fall out when I got older.
So far none have exited the alloted space, except for the wisdom teeth that got yanked out one friday afternoon.
That was the weekend I found out that a couple of Scotch Stingers would allow me to chomp on crusty San Francisco Sourdough French Bread.
Then the alcohol nummbing effect wore of on Monday..........
Anyway, the dental profession in Mexico runs from mediocre to good to excellent to stellar.
What's the difference.....?
Pesos, and the quantity of them.
It has become quite popular for US residents to venture sourth of the border to have major dental work performed.
Yep there are horror stories circulating, but likewise there are horror stories of certified US doctors in every town across America.
My cleaning and check up in a super modern Mazatlan Dental establishment, which had more modern equipment than my old town dentist in the states was fast, somewhat tolerable and the best, ..... pretty cheap.
In the states the poor old dentist has now be industrialized.
Computers now kaching, his practices' bank account automatically while you are still strapped in the chair.
Last time a cleaning and check up cost me around $ 300 dollars.
The total was cranked up while he was tapping his monitor screen and doing a little work, do a little,... tap the screen and the total adds up, kind of like the old gas pumps that sounded a gong every time the gallon registered.
I just happen to stumble on an article that proves my point.
Check it out. Figure that it is about 50 % correct, so it's still interesting.
Oh yeah, my Mazatlan work cost me $488 pesos.