So Frisco came through it all great. He is very sweet looking asleep. He had two molars crowned. We went for the one and got a bonus. It is a little unusual, I think. In his case, when his teeth formed in utero, the enamel in his molars didn't go all the way into the valleys of his teeth. He already has sealants on his baby molars, but part of one tooth cracked off, thus the need for the crown.
I initially resisted sedation because he is so small. But he had two dentists and a nurse anesthetist and it was the easiest work he has ever had done.
Way to go, little dude!
How are you doing today, Stephanie? You've been in my thoughts.
Also am wondering how brenda is doing. Haven't seen a post lately. (ETA: OK, a couple days. Not that long. Still!)
Unrelatedly, I'm making cornbread again. This could become a problem.
Frisco is a total trooper. Whichever way that's supposed to be spelled.
I saw brenda on Sunday! She looked lovely.
Awesome!
It is quiet up in here today, which, maybe I should take the hint and get my onerous tasks done. Having a case of the dontwannas.
It is quiet. But it's the only pace I'm capable of today anyway.
I bet! Are you doing nice, relaxing things, I hope?
Dammit! An awesome coworker just gave notice.
I am okay. Things are sort of weird but mostly ok. Frisco is with me sleeping off the drugs.
Stephanie, I've been thinking about you. Hang in there.
Are you doing nice, relaxing things, I hope?
Much slounging, DVR'd shows, mac and cheese, and tea.
