Jo’s Cafe

Update of this.

Got the new crowns yesterday.  It wasn’t fun - the temps didn’t want to come off and they weren’t even all glued down.  I cried like a baby and am not ashamed to admit it.  I have a great dentist, but I still have anxiety attacks thinking about going and I had one in the chair yesterday.  Through no fault of the dentist or his staff, the temps just didn’t want to cooperate.  Four shots, some cutting of temps and pulling and WAY too many sounds flying through my head the new eight crowns were finally in place. 

A couple more visits and all will be fixed on the top. 

God, next life can I just have good teeth?  Thanks!