Big Boy and Teeth

Yesterday I spent the afternoon listening to the most horrible noise in the world. A dentists drill grinding into my son's teeth.
I was so very proud of him. SO BRAVE!
No crying, no whimpering, no complaining. He laid there still and quiet.
Made me look like the worlds biggest wuss... which I am when it comes to the dentist.
And now he has a "cool" silver tooth to show his friends in kindergarten.
The whole filling thing was almost a not, as I got the usual Military treatment from the Ramstein Dental Clinic.
I have been trying for 6 or so weeks to get my son seen by them. A few guidelines I had to remember
a) They only make appt. on Fridays- can't make an appointment to see a dentist any other day of the week, no matter what you say or who you talk to.
b) You can only make appointments on fridays BEFORE say, 9ish, as they only have what I would assume to be 3 openings ever.
c) When you call on the wrong day to make an appt., and they tell you to call back on Friday, they are in no way obligated to tell you that "this" friday is a goal day, so call Thursday instead.
d) They do not make appt. for other doctors when you ask for Pediatrics, and when one dentist goes on leave, the whole military dental world falls into the abyss of hell.
e) Dental sick call is completely useless, as they don't really do anything for the patient, unless his jaw happens to be rotting off.
All that having been said, and mind you, I am no doubt missing a few of the unspoken by-laws, when my son was seen for the cavity, the doc sent him away saying, make an appointment to have him evaluated. (What, like I did to bring him here today?!) He did no x-rays, not even the annoying pokey thing with the pick... Did a big load of dick.
Note:My temperature going up.
Talked to the tech- Peds dentistry is not actually making any appointments this week, not until the 24th... Doctor is on leave. (My blood is now on a simmer)
"Ok, how about a non-pediatric doctor?" No, no... you have to call Friday for that. Like I did this past friday to get the "big load of dick" appointment I came in for today? (Got a rolling boil going on here). "Can I talk to someone else? Someone who can DO something?"
So, I got shuffled between a few techs, and each one that showed up was higher ranked than the one before. They were really hammering on the point of me calling on Friday the 24th to get my son seen... It was unfathomable to them I could have anything else to think of at 7 am that day. And despite my protests that on that day, I will be laid out on the couch, foot in cast and a waterfall of drool spilling from my lips while I make friends with Mr. Percocet, they didn't want to give up on me making that call.
Finally, a doc said he would look at my son.... Gee, couldn't do that in the first place, huh, folks? Only took me bitching at 5 people. Charming.
When we did get in to see doc #2- totally righteous doc- He was stunned that doc #1 took no x-rays, gave me no specifics, and sent me away. All in all, they drilled out over half of that one tooth in my son- which tends to point towards the damage being somewhat pronounced. Bunch of bastards... Took me this long to get something done... perhaps I should go for the jaw rot thing next time, so I can go right in.
I have to call back to make another appointment for my daughter- and to get the rest of my son's teeth cleaned and checked. I shall get out the Ouija board and roll some chicken bones so I don't miss my chance... That moment when the moon aligns right with the planets and I can get my kid's names down on the golden list worthy of their attention, no bitching required.