It was a difficult decision to change dentists.
I had good service at the clinic I'd been at. The dentistry was above reproach and the hygeniest did a great job cleaning my teeth. In fact, back when I switched to that clinic a few years ago it was knowing that she worked there that made me decide to go.
But the economy has tanked and that dentist charged more than the insurance paid.
It made me look at the dentist my husband uses. Generally speaking the insurance covers her procedures.
But the fact was I couldn't decide.
When that happens I ask God/Universe/All That is for a sign.
I always ask that the sign offered be hit-me-over-the-head obvious.
If it isn't, then I likely won't pick up on it.
About two days after asking I had to get my glasses adjusted. As I sat in the office waiting in walked a dental assistant from the dental office I was thinking of switching to.
It had to be a sign.
I thanked the Universe and the following Monday made the switch.
As noted in yesterday's post it has all worked well.
Thank you Universe for the sign, for making it obvious enough for me to figure out, and for everything working out well.
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