Two weeks ago:
Dr. Douche Bag: (Examining my quickly yellowing front tooth) "It appears your tooth is dying. I'm not overly concerned about it. Let's just wait and see."
Dr. I-Want-To-Kiss-Your-Face: (Examining x-rays of yellow front tooth) "Something extremely weird is going on with your tooth. We need to do something immediately if you want to keep this tooth around for the rest of your life. I'd like to send you to a very good specialist to make sure everything goes smoothly."
The root canal is scheduled for next Wednesday. And you know what? I'm relieved. Let's fix this sucker once and for all.
P.S. The specialist who will be performing the root canal is down the hall from Dr. Douche Bag's office. I asked my new awesome dentist for a disguise. He said, "Sure. We'll just dress you up as Michelle Obama!" LOVE HIM!
P.P.S. Dr. I-Want-To-Kiss-Your-Face told me he has several of Dr. Douche Bag's former patients. Don't ya love it?