I was tortured by this dentist! He spoke down to me, refused to prescribe antibiotics, and his work was questionable. I have to be fair and explain that I came to him in extreme pain, on a Friday, with an obvious infection which showed up on the x-rays and was told i needed a root canal. He seemed like he was having a bad day, and I must have come along to make it worse! Tears streamed down my face because i was so embarrassed. He just went on and on about how people don't take care of their teeth anymore and it isn't his fault he had to give so many root canals lately.
His receptionist Trisha was an angel, helping me to breathe, and she even held my hand for a while. But he was absolutely awful, grumpy, and uncaring.
My root canal apparently 'upset the teeth' on the other side of my mouth, so I had to have an emergency root canal 2 days later on that side, too. I had to ask my family doctor to write a prescription for antibiotics because my whole face swelled up and i was in such pain, I cried and cried and scared my family half to death. Dr. Armstrong had refused my second request for antibiotics on the grounds that it won't make a difference and we just had to let that infection make its way out. This was over the weekend, so i think it was just a hassle for him, really.
I shouldn't have gone back, but I am so embarrassed of my teeth I thought it wouldn't be as bad as starting over with some other dentist. I hoped maybe he would be civil. Nope, that Monday he was curt and he admonished me. My teeth were so bad i must have really neglected them and now look what is happening. I wanted to tell him that bad teeth just run in my family but i just couldn't do it. I did work up the courage to tell him that I had a lot of obligations, with 2 children, and that life just happens and my teeth came last but we finally had insurance so i was glad I could get my teeth fixed.
I told him that when I went in to get my crown the next week. I could only afford one crown. He put a temporary filling in my other root canal. Anyway, he did apologize for not giving me antibiotics. I think he only said it because my husband told the receptionist that he got me some from our family practitioner. So I heard him laughing at his patient when I was in the waiting room. I thought he'd be nice and in a better mood.When it was my turn (pure agony) he made fun of his previous patient, explaining that the patient swore he flossed every day, but the dentist knew, the teeth don't lie.Then, as he was fitting the crown, he became agitated with me because it wasn't fitting in there and I just really felt like he hated his job, or hated me. He was grumbling and just very unprofessional. The receptionist saw me crying and whispered to me "He just really cares" . i think that was sweet of her, but I tell you what....who needs that?? read more