Marathon Man. Ha Ha

I was trying to be funny, but there really isn't anything terribly amusing about spending two and half hours in the dentist's chair. Several of these tools look like things from my father's old basement workbench, or the junk drawer in the kitchen. I was going to experiment with black and white, but there's something about these saccharine colors that demands to be left alone.
But I now have a temporary crown. It will be very nice to close this chapter when the permanent crown is made and cemented in place, and I am grateful for the team of professionals who got me here.