So, if you are not super interested in the AMAZINGLY cool process of modern dentistry that we witnessed today, go to the next post with pictures of all of the cute kids.
So since it happened at a work party, we needed to go to an approved workman’s comp place to get a referral to a dentist. Karl worked in the morning while he waited to hear from the Law Department. I rented an apartment and signed a lease while I waited to hear from Karl.
Around 11 I finally heard from Karl about it. He had his referral, and I was in action.
I get him an appointment with Dr. Joe Jepson, a really GREAT dentist that Betsy referred us to. Seriously, if you are in Utah Valley, he is a great dentist!
They got us right in, and Karl was able to verbalize his serious anxiety about being at the dentist. Like serious. Beyond what I believe most people experience. I think that the build up to going was the worst part of all. The doctor at the workman’s comp said he thought it was going to take an implant. When I heard that my heart SUNK. BUT, Dr. Jepson was really cool about getting his some nitrous gas, and he dental plan was to patch the tooth, then shape it, then put an a crown.
I tired to video tape some of these shenanigans, and there were a few zingers in there.
“This is going to be the worst nitrous video ever, you are only going to get like, two looks on ViewTube.”
He was mostly concerned that he was not actually being affected by the gas. His brain was just too powerful, what do you think?