I've Got a Broken Face

I have a bad relationship with my teeth. It's very sore subject with me because I try my hardest to take care of my body but for some reason no matter how hard I try, my teeth simply refuse to cooperate. I also don't go to the dentist as much as I should because every time I do go it ends up costing buckets of money and I start feeling bad about myself so I keep putting it off and putting it off until it's absolutely necessary. (Yes, I know that doing this will only make my situation worse.) So yesterday I made an appointment with my dentist because I've had this cracked tooth for quite a while and though it hasn't given me any trouble I thought it was high time I had it looked at. Naturally, now that I've made the appointment for the end of the month, just today it has suddenly gotten worse and is really starting to bother me. Now I can't decide if I should try to get in to see the dentist right away or if I should wait it out the two weeks until my scheduled appointment. The trouble is though, when stuff like this happens to me it becomes all I can think about and I start having daydreams where all of my teeth fall out and people start calling me Cletus the Slack-Jawed Yokel. Plus, I start thinking about how the last time I needed a root canal/crown super-combo it cost us a whopping $900, even WITH INSURANCE. I don't have any problems with any other part of my body. Why can't they pay for my rotten teeth? Blah.