I have been spending some serious time wondering over the past 36 hours if I should send the following email to my dentist:
Dear Dr. V,
You said there was a 10 percent chance this would just be a cavity and not a root canal. You have really put ideas in my head. If you can’t promise me that you’ll do ever in your power to make this just a cavity, I’m going to go out into the world and find a dentist who can. I’m sorry. For both of our sakes, please be honest.
But what if he feels threatened? And what if there isn’t another densist who can do the job? What if I’m expecting too much–more than any dentist can give me? Why can’t I just be happy with the nice, genuine respectful dentist I have? What if I send the email, and he hates me, and I have no dentist?