There have been more visits to a dentist in the last five months than in my entire life. At least, it seems that way. And for whatever reason, it isn’t getting easier, so I am almost as tense going in as I was the first time I came in for anything other than a cleaning. The usual thoughts of “what shall I knit next” didn’t really distract me today while things were ongoing; at least afterwards it didn’t hurt. I think I’m done with fillings, and am half way done with restoring the lost tooth, at least I hope so.