I’d like to take a moment to extend a hearty middle finger to everyone of my friends who told me “Crowns don’t hurt.”
Took an hour and four different sets of injections to get me numb (I can do that quicker with a bottle of Laphroiag), and they finally gave up on Novacaine and gave me something else and knocked me out with nitrous. Afterward, I told my mother, and she said “Oh, that’s right. Novacaine doesn’t work on you.” Thanks for the heads up.
I’ve now replaced a tooth that caused me no pain with a throbbing mass capped with a temporary acrylic crown. And I get to look forward to this again in two weeks.
I’m going to bed.