An Exercise in Pain

I never really understood why people referred to the dentist's chair as a "modern torture chamber" until today. They were welding in my mouth. Welding! I swear I saw sparks. Another minute and I would have confessed to trying to overthrow the government.

(Also, I may have to get a mouth guard because, apparently, the intermittent jaw pain comes from me grinding my teeth in my sleep. So much for my efforts to have less stress...)