Hands down, the most abysmally rotten experience I've had at a dentist, three times over. It gets worse each time, and I haven't even had a root canal or oral surgery. Just simple check-ups and cleaning procedures.
I can't wait until my Healthplex term is finished to get out of this sh*thole!
To avoid the redundancy of what other folks already stated, I'll spare the long drawn out stories of being bounced from one room to another, asked to sit in a different dentist's chair each time, only to wait nearly a half hour in each room before you are acknowledged by the respective "specialist" you are supposed to consult.
I will, however, indulge in other aspects of my experience.
The level of professionalism is akin to being in a warehouse with surly black market doctors who could give a sh*t less if you live or die.
My first visit to this barn in August of 2014 is still engrained from the moment I came face to face with Dr. Keung or Kern or whatever her name is, the lousy b*tch. After over an hour wait, I asked her why such a long wait and her response was, "We take every insurance under the Sun here, why did you come here anyway?" To which my response was, "Out of convenience, it's close to home, but this is crazy." She concluded our upbeat patient/dentist interaction with, "Well, this is how it is here. If you don't like it, I don't know what to tell you."
With that, I was on my way with one of the worst tastes in my mouth ever. Pun intentional. Treated like a second class citizen with a blower's cramp like I just deep-throated a donkey.
Fast forward: Approximately one year later.
I need a cleaning. Simple enough. I'll get what I need and be on my way until my Healthplex term expires.
It took me a month to get an appointment at this dental pantheon of which I'm probably not worthy. None of us are. You smell that? Sarcasm and straight bullsh*t!
Today I go in there for a cleaning and they insist on x-rays once again. Fine.
I suspect they're milking the tit for whatever it's worth, but that's not here nor there. I'm no expert in the field of Dentistry, as Dr. Keung so eloquently put it to me a little later, in her very own naturally unpolished, unprofessional poise.
Yet again, I'm left in a dentist's chair to damn near decompose with rigor mortis.
Just when I snap out of a boredom induced coma to wipe drool from my mouth, I think "to hell with this sh*t," and am about to walk out of that god-forsaken office and move onward with my life, when Dr. Keung turns the corner and is on her way down the hall toward me.
I fall back into the dreadful chair.
She utters a half-assed apology this time around. Could this be real? Did I catch second hand contact from the laughing gas? I still think I was probably hallucinating from an extended length of time in solitary confinement.
I digress, as she examines me and reviews my x-rays which are in her opinion monstrous, riddled with cavities, she also runs down a laundry list of future appointments I'll have to schedule at this office before I leave.
Apparently, I've done just about everything wrong in regards to dental hygiene until I arrived at Dental World and now I need four cavities drilled in two separate sessions (milk the tit), as well as an appointment with the periodontist (keep on milking).
I basically got an "F" at brushing my teeth, which I know to be complete horse sh*t. Mind you, this dialogue is taking place shortly AFTER my cleaning by the hygienist.
Never mind the fact that I've always taken my dental hygiene seriously, floss regularly and have received compliments from prior dentists and friends alike. I realize I'm susceptible to any of these natural occurring dental ailments. I'll just be damned if I correct them at this facility, using the word loosely.
To put it simply: I don't trust Dr. Keung on her word.
When I ask Dr. Keung, out of curiosity and in an effort to understand this sudden juncture where my dentistry has deteriorated to such a foul degree, how exactly she's determining where these cavities are by looking at my x-rays, her response is a snide yet stoic and matter-of-factly, "Because I went to school."
With that, my mind went blank with silent rage right where I sat and I don't remember much else until I was once again in my car.
I walked out of there for the last time, ignoring to schedule all the follow-up appointments she advised.
Never again.
Dr. Keung comes across extremely condescending and disrespectful in a flat-out insulting manner. She has a comparable air about her and regard for her patient as that of Dr. Mengele circa 1942. I don't know what has made her think that her behavior and commentary is acceptable in today's world. I'm the least sensitive and last P.C. advocate you'll ever find, but there's just right and wrong. Sadly, she falls under the latter category and, pinch yourself, because there really are so called "professionals" like this out there allowed to actively practice in the medical field. read more