While I’m not particularly fond of going to the dentist, I don’t necessarily mind it. A trip to a Mexican dentist, however… now that’s another story. Thoughts of poorly-lit rooms dance around my mind, rooms with ancient, rusty tools, blood-spattered walls and screaming patients — stuff straight out of Dr. Giggles.
Now I’m as cheap as they come, but I can’t imagine every crossing over the boarder to get as much as a band-aid removed, even if it does save me a few grand. No thanks.
Molly McCloy recently tempted fate by traveling across the border and partaking in Mexico’s cheap dental care, and lived to tell about it in this article for Slate. The verdict? Not too bad. A few hiccups with the x-ray machine, but the doctor did a good job otherwise — “When [the dentist] was finished, the crowns looked better than my teeth had looked for 23 years.”