I was all prepared this morning for the dentist to work on my crown. I had talked myself into novocaine (I hate that stuff and will get small cavities filled without it . . . that's how much I hate it). I just knew he was going to have to take a mold, I would have a temporary crown for a few weeks, he was going to have to grind and grind . . . yuk. But I was ready.
Instead, they looked at the crown, cleaned it out a bit, cleaned a little around my tooth, put on the adhesive, and stuck it back on. Wow. That was a breeze.
It was a great way to start the day.
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