Last trip to the dentist revealed a minor issue where I had an implant put in. The implant required a bone graft as a result of a bone-eating bacteria I somehow acquired. Not fun, but successful.
So I go in tody for some "minor touch-up" work to clean out a small man cave forming under the implant.
You know the initial estimate was off a bit when you have 5 dentists looming over you, looking at what the laid open gum reveals and all saying "Oh Wow!"
So now my head feels like someone clopped it right smartly with a ball bat and my diet is limited to scrambled eggs or yoghurt for a bit. No corn chips for a while.