I went back. That alone is saying A LOT being the total dento-wimp that I am. and I got my first crown. Dr. Carter was a delight, as was Andrea, his capable assistant. They worked together like two seasoned ballroom dancers. There was the usual shots, grinding, and drilling– all of which were only moderately traumatic, all of it being in my head(they were great, I was just being myself). As I understand it they have laughing gas, but really, I did not need it(this from someone who demanded an epidural AFTER my daughter was born.). Awesome.