It's tax return time and that nice large chunk of change should be deposited into my bank account this Friday. Fingers crossed. We had originally planned on buying the kids a "real" above ground pool this year and next year's return would build a nice big deck from the house to the pool. I've dreamed about it and stood on the little back porch imagining and planning. I say real pool because we have an easy set pool that comes down every year. While it does the job, it's a pain and frankly, not big enough.
This was the plan. 'Til yesterday. I took my oldest, Zachary to the orthodontist. I was imagining about $2000 out of pocket and $1000 being paid by our insurance. Boy was I in for an awaking.
Let me start by saying that as a child, braces were available to me at, I believe, no charge because of insurance. I don't ever remember expressing that I would like to have them, but my teeth are far from straight. I've spent my entire life covering my mouth when I laugh and pictures that showed teeth? GARBAGE! So, as an adult, if I had the money, I'd have braces. I feel very strongly about braces and sometimes feel robbed!
After the panoramic x-ray and a quick exam by the orthodontist, the Dr.'s assistant went over the charges. (Cue dreams of my pool crashing to the ground)....$6000. That's SIX. Seriously? Is it April fools? Am I on some sort of hidden camera show? His teeth aren't even crooked! He's just got a major overbite. I guess that's more expensive. Full braces and headgear at night, then this spring thingy called a Forsus that helps pull the top jaw back and bottom jaw forward. Well, whaddaya gonna do? The kids gonna get braces.