The Saga Continues Needless to say, I do not need to give up my day job for a lucrative position as a gold prospector. Although I have had plenty of practice "panning for gold".

We are now one full week into the mystery of the disappearing gold crown with no clues nor any traces of evidence.

The dentist called me Sunday afternoon to check on me. I thought that was very nice, but it's more than likely his way of trying to avoid some sort of malpractice incident. Anyway, I confirm with the dentist that the crown has not reappeared to the best of my knowledge, but I have learned quite a bit about the human digestion process.

So now he tells me that he's 99% certain that the crown has passed. But there's a 1% chance that the crown is lodged in my lungs. He said he didn't want to mention this earlier because he didn't want to freak me out. Well, now I'm freaked out.

He goes into great detail regarding the physiology of the human throat and what happens when we swallow and what a trachea is, etc., etc. Apparently I'm not experiencing any of the symptoms of "goldcrowninthelungitis", but to be on the safe side, he wants to arrange for a chest x-ray to make certain.

Due to the fact that I have spent a week learning more than I ever wanted to know about what happens to food after you eat it, and the dentist is "99%" certain that the crown has been passed, I am abandoning the search. As far as I'm concerned, The Donner Party is long gone and I've run out of batteries for my flashlight.  ¶ 9:34 AM