So in my eyes, the surgery went extremely well. There were some unexpected complications but I'm actually feeling very good. It's not NEARLY as much pain as I was expecting. I was damn loopy when I woke up from the anesthesia which I haven't had since my last surgery over ten years ago. Actually the most painful part so far was getting my blood pressure taken because their machine wasn't working right and they had to trya good seven times to get it. My hypocalcemia makes blood pressure get a very unpleasant experience. But aside from that, the IV was administered expertly and barely even has a tiny bruise. I have a little pain but hardly any swelling.Of course, they also said that tomorrow will acutally be the most painful day for me. Mostly it's just *gross* more than anything. Edit: I forgot to mention that my LOOKS didn't fair nearly as well as my nerves. I look like a ZOMBIE. I'm extremely pale and the corners of my mouth are bruised and a little cut from the strain of the prying they had to do. I look like I've been eating people.
After getting home, Jess and Jack set me up for a nap and I slept like the dead with the cat on my stomach while they went and got my perscriptions and some groceries. Then Jess and I spent the afternoon/evening watching movies and Dexter and I napped more on the couch while she played video games. Ironically, I think it's the most relaxing day I've had in a really long time.
I feel so lucky and contented. Lucky to have such a great, caring friend in Jack and such an attentive and sweet partner in Jess. Jack was my ride for the whole ordeal and took Jess around to do errands, then stayed to hang out for a little while after. When they got back with my perscriptions they also had picked me up a stuffed animal -- a neon green monkey in pirate gear. XD Hilarious.
Jess is so good to me when I really need it. I know I can so often be such a friggin pain in the ass with my quick temper and grudge holding and anger issues. But she's always been so much balance for me and she always amazes me to be exactly what I need, when I need it. Even when things have been the hardest for us, at our lowest points I have never felt anything but love and appreciation from her. How did I get so lucky? Seriously. She spent all day babying me and all around just being as wonderul as I could ever have hope for.
I even managed some semi-solid food for dinner -- I had crab and mashed potatoes and some very soft bread very carefully eaten. And pudding and milkshakes earlier in the day. And hummus. XD And FUCK did I need it -- I thought I was going to DIE this afternoon of hunger when I went in for the surgery. I think it doesn't help that I didn't actually eat a proper dinner last night but instead just had appetizers and drinks at the release cocktail party for Jess's game last night. Which was TONS of fun and I got to pay attention to some very pretty ladies. Although I guess I need to be a little more careful about being chivilrous to girls with boyfriends because man I had Aaron on his TOES last night.
Charlene: Ooh where did you find pizza?
Me: Would you ladies like some? Hang on...
Aaron: I'LL GET IT ::dashes::
I'm going to get a good night's sleep and see how tomorrow goes.
So there were actually good news and bad news about my surgery complications. One of them I figured I would have -- one of my teeth was unerupted and DEEP and impacted so they had quite a task getting that one out. Because it was on top and up so deep, in getting it out, the thin bone between mouth and sinus cavity was broken. They said it should heal on its own over a few weeks but apparently I'm not supposed to blow my nose and I have to be careful not to eat back there because there's essentially a hole between my mouth and sinus so stuff could get shoved up inside. The other complcation that was VERY unexpected for me is that apaprently all my other teeth were VERY firmly rooted. Not only were the roots apparently CURLED into a vice grip, but the bone itself turned out to be very dense and was holding them nice and tight. This is very good news for me for other reasons -- I have no parathyroids due to surgery to remove my thyroid as a child and as a result, I can't process calcium properly. I've always been very afraid that my bones are brittle and fragile because of it. I've always been terrified of breaking a bone because of this. So it was a huge relief to hear that I actually have very strong bones, at least in my jaw. The doctor was very apologetic when he saw me off and said that it was going to be a very rough couple of days for me. The thing is, when it comes to constant, dull pain like this I have an extremely high tollerance. Sharp, intense pain less so -- like novicaine injections are the absolute worst for me. But headaches that aren't migraines I can endure for hours and hours without taking anything. So I think barring any infection or further complcations, I should be fine. I can also ALREADY tell even through the pain that there's relief as far as pressure in my mouth from getting them out of there. I think I'll have much fewer migraines from here on in.
On a much more gross and TMI note, when I fell asleep when I first got back, I woke up with my chest drenched in a pool of bloody saliva. Not exactly a high point in my life right there. Also my first attempt at eating had more milkshake down my still-semi-numb chin more than made it into my mouth. SEXY.