what goes around comes back around again...or the "circle of life"

wow, it's really amazing how things can turn around, like just when you think that door's closed and locked, someone's found the key and you're staring right back into that what you thought was an empty room.

so, i'm checking through my schedule next week and guess who's on it.... guy who drilled his own tooth wants to book restorative work with me. i pretty much kicked him out of my practice for drilling his own tooth with an endodontic infection on one side of his mouth, but i had placed sedative fillings on two molars on the other side after removing two large amalgam restorations. remember, they were causing systemic candidiasis in this patient.* the teeth, numbers 46 and 47, need crowns but at the time i wouldn't start anything until i got a guarantee that he won't go and usurp all my hard work and make his own crap in his basement. which he didn't, he just went ahead and drilled his own tooth. he's been back several times since the debacule to pay the remainder of his balance, and we've chatted a bit. he's upset that i'm mad at him, but he stands by his decision to drill his own tooth. and yet, he STILL wants me to finish his work after i chewed him out. and i'm like, fine, but as long as you understand that i am the doctor and you are the patient, and i went to school for a reason and i know what i'm doing. if you don't like what i'm saying, go somewhere else, as is your right, and don't waste my time again. i never like to pull power trips on patients, but c'mon....and i never thought he would actually book an appointment with me ever again. but he did, and he's my last patient on tuesday evening. thank god i have wednesday off. unreal!

*insert sarcastic voice here.

that was part one. here's the real kicker... canuck and i put an offer on a house several weeks ago, one that was overpriced and the agent very rude (see previous post). i vowed that i would never even take a sneaking glance at that property again, screw all involved, i won't do business like that. anyway, cancuk and i saw around ten more houses since then, all of them totally wrong, totally overpriced, or both. moral was starting to get pretty low. while we were pulling into the driveway of the next hell-hole to view, our agent's cell phone rings, and it's the creepy seller's agent again! the house is STILL on the market, an offer is being placed, are your clients still interested? at first we were pretty reticent, i mean, the place was nice but overpriced. then we saw a few more places that were dumps and overpriced and we were like, yeah, why not, what the hell? after some phone calls, some debate, some yelling and some interesting dialogue between our agents, that house is now ours! we close may 31, and will be moving into our new home a bit after that when we get it spruced up and to our liking. luckily, it won't take much, some paint and and a little elbow grease, but the place is pretty much rennovated and ready to go. unreal!

so, it's really funny how things work out in the end, no? nothing is ever really final and some things just come back to haunt you, some good, some bad, some just unreal.