In 1981, I was 7, in love with Rick Springfield’s “Jessie’s Girl,” and so sick and sweaty and miserable that I woke myself from sleep in tears. The problem was tonsillitis. But the solution was not necessarily a tonsillectomy. How the once-ubiquitous procedure became a symbol of rampant unnecessary care.
Dental care is alarmingly difficult to find and pay for in many parts of the country. Here's why it's in all of our best interest for Medicare to pay for preventative services before a toothache lands someone in the ER.