another tooth breaks. It’s a never ending battle, keeping teeth, that is. It’s a good thing my dentist is a friend. After all these years, I almost call him by his first name. Maybe one day I will just so see what happens. He’s fun. I might try that next time I go in.
Anyway, he knows I like nitrus with my crown work. Gracious he should, after about four crowns. My husband thinks I’m getting carried away with all these crowns. Now I know why he call me Princess.
More later … after the nitrus wears off. 🙂