By Monday, I was in complete agony with my tooth. Called Paul, my dentist, to see if I could get a different pain med. He called the Endodontist and got them to squeeze me in as an emergency. So I headed off, scared, but as brave as I could be. Dr. Lessing was really, really great. And her office was so cool. Here is a pic of her front office and of me, in all my glory. Mouth dam, light blocking shades, the works. And of course, I had to pee really bad and when she took a break to get x-rays, I got to go. Dressed like this. To the bathroom. That was out of her office. And down the hall. Not embarrassing at all. Really.
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