There are teef surfaces in places there weren't before (this was the plan). The texture is rough (such is the thing with temporaries...and it makes the final porcelain-smooooooth versions so much better when they finally arrive), and everything feels quite tender and foreign. Whose mouth is this, anyway?
I know it's all cinema verité in social media these days, but it's my blog and I don't want to show you the intermediate step. The temp material is strangely discoloured at the bottom of the two big front teeth (it won't brush off), and I don't want to document it here. The finals will be on in a few weeks and I promise I'll share them. Meanwhile, I will spend the next two weeks feeling like there's something in my teeth when it's just my teeth.
Handy information for neurodivergents in dental chairs: try BBC Radio 4 Extra (TuneIn app) on your earbuds if you like radio plays, narrated novels and short stories, and British panel shows. I had it on while Dr Magic Mirror had me inverted for an hour and a half and it was about as diverting as it could be. Early 2000s David Tennant in a radio play (Double Income No Kids Yet), and then Radiolab talking about loops. Fascinating.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, it's a busy week here at Knitty HQ. Getting the First Fall issue ready to launch in early June, ongoing tax prep (so much spreadsheeting), Sky gets a much-needed bath tomorrow and I get a haircut Thursday.
Oh, and I finished another sweater last night. After the Rain (Rav link) by Heidi Kirrmaier, knit from Rowan Revive (discontinued now, of course) in a soft speckled aqua and lime stripe. It sat in a bag, unsleeved but otherwise finished for at least 8 years. I had started it and then, by the time I was ready to finish it, it wouldn't have fit me the way I wanted. So I just abandoned it. And then I remembered I'm smaller now.
It fits. I really like it. If I feel cute, I'll shoot it on me.