Monday Mom took me to Dr. Patricia's office first thing in the morning, without giving me any breakfast. This was so I could get my broken tooth extracted and the rest of my teeth cleaned. Then in the afternoon, when I was awake again, Mom came and got me and paid the bill, which was way more than she expected it to be, so we have both been trying to recover ever since!
Mom had hoped she would not have to pay more than about $400 for everything that Dr. Patricia did, but Mom was apparently indulging in some wishful thinking, because the whole bill came to $767.12. Part of why it cost so much was due to the fact that I turned out to be a dental oddity, as dogs go. I am very proud of being unusual in this way, but Mom says that I am just unusually expensive!
Because of the three roots, it was harder to extract my tooth than it would have been with only two roots. Or at least that's what Nurse Debbie told Mom. So we assume that's why the extraction cost $250, all by itself. And of course there were all the usual costs of doing a dental, plus some antibiotics and pain pills, too. But the fact that they take all those nice photos and x-rays and send them all home in a pretty little binder almost makes it seem worth the cost. Anyway, that's how I see it, but Mom is not quite convinced.
I have to eat soft food for two whole weeks and not chew on anything hard. Mom has been giving me canned food, which is extremely delicious, in my opinion. Yesterday Mom even went to the store to buy more canned food, so we wouldn't run out.
And that's the story of my broken tooth. Mom told me to quit chewing on hard things because she can't afford to have any more of my teeth extracted anytime soon. I will try to remember to do as she says, but I certainly do enjoy chewing, so I might forget sometime that I'm not supposed to do it!