A couple of days ago, my son and I went to the orthodontist for his consultation. I had decided to forego returning to the orthodontist that treated my daughter because of some issues we’d experienced there (over billing, undertreating, and I really didn’t care for the magazine selection in their waiting room). Don’t get me wrong. My daughter’s teeth turned out beautifully but I was really not up to supervising “Dr. Smith’s” staff for another 24 months unless he planned to put me on his payroll.
Upon the recommendation of a friend, we ended up at an orthodontist’s office that was tucked into a residential area and looked quite modern…if you time traveled back to 1972. MORE
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