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I'm doing OK. I'm pretty goofy, though.
I look strange with this big wad of gauze mustache. Not at all in fashion, you know?
My throat hurt so badly right after that I didn't even register the nose. My throat is much better now, thanks to some popsicles and cold soda.
Today has been a whole lot worse than yesterday. I tried taking one vicodin this morning (I took one last night) and after two hours I was wanting to take more. I took two the next time and I was still uncomfortable. I took another nap and woke up an hour past the six hour mark and now I'm wishing I could just cut my nose OFF.
I never thought I would look forward to irrigating my sinuses. I hate it. But now I'm breathlessly waiting for tomorrow in hopes that it will make me less miserable. I want to blow my nose and I can't. Ick.
Doc said the surgery was good and he did end up clearing out my sinuses along with fixing my nose. I'm phenomenally lucky-- because I had so little bleeding (and my doc is going on leave next week), I don't have any packing in my nose. That makes me a happier camper. Although it also means I can move my nose, which makes me want to die immediately.
The boys are very cute and want to take care of me. They brought me stuffed animals so I would be comfortable. Awwwww.
I look strange with this big wad of gauze mustache. Not at all in fashion, you know?
My throat hurt so badly right after that I didn't even register the nose. My throat is much better now, thanks to some popsicles and cold soda.
Today has been a whole lot worse than yesterday. I tried taking one vicodin this morning (I took one last night) and after two hours I was wanting to take more. I took two the next time and I was still uncomfortable. I took another nap and woke up an hour past the six hour mark and now I'm wishing I could just cut my nose OFF.
I never thought I would look forward to irrigating my sinuses. I hate it. But now I'm breathlessly waiting for tomorrow in hopes that it will make me less miserable. I want to blow my nose and I can't. Ick.
Doc said the surgery was good and he did end up clearing out my sinuses along with fixing my nose. I'm phenomenally lucky-- because I had so little bleeding (and my doc is going on leave next week), I don't have any packing in my nose. That makes me a happier camper. Although it also means I can move my nose, which makes me want to die immediately.
The boys are very cute and want to take care of me. They brought me stuffed animals so I would be comfortable. Awwwww.