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Posted by Creechman on June 10, 2008 5:41 AM | Permalink
Good luck.
A bit of one of Don's back molars broke off recently, and he's scheduled for a crown. I don't think he's too happy about the whole thing either.
Posted by: cassie-b | June 10, 2008 8:22 AM
My experience with crowns hasn't been all that unpleasant. Ask for gas or a Xanax.
Posted by: Ace | June 10, 2008 8:40 AM
Poor you. I hate dental work. Best wishes for a fast and easy time in the chair.
Posted by: Barbara W. Klaser | June 10, 2008 6:30 PM
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Good luck.
A bit of one of Don's back molars broke off recently, and he's scheduled for a crown. I don't think he's too happy about the whole thing either.
Posted by: cassie-b | June 10, 2008 8:22 AM
My experience with crowns hasn't been all that unpleasant. Ask for gas or a Xanax.
Posted by: Ace | June 10, 2008 8:40 AM
Poor you. I hate dental work. Best wishes for a fast and easy time in the chair.
Posted by: Barbara W. Klaser | June 10, 2008 6:30 PM