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The nose knows

The nose knows

My day started fairly early with some neb treatments before they came and got me for surgery. Things usually takes a while, so I knew I had some time before I was actually "going to sleep". Of course I woke Laima up (yes we had a slumber party) to see if she wanted to come hangout with me before surgery down in the Pre-Op room. Before our way out of my room while being wheeled downstairs I remembered I wanted Laima to French braid my hair so it wouldn't become a snarly charlie mess in the hours to come. So she did one braid in the room and the other in the hallway.

Once we were in my little nook of a Pre-Op room, they were asking all sorts of questions and then went over how they were going to do the procedure. They then hooked up my IV with some of the "good stuff", a relaxant anti-anxiety med they give people before going under. The challenging part came when they asked me to hop beds once I was in the OR. In the room and on the bed they got me tucked in and ready to knock me out, then gassed me and I was out (night nights sleepy kitten).

I remembered waking up slightly, very groggy and eyes still shut. My eyes felt weird and I still was unable to open them. Well apparently my eyes were still taped shut... and I could feel it. Oh and breathing was strange, very strange indeed. They had not taken the breathing tube out yet.... I guess they gave me IV anesthesia and once you stop giving it to someone they wake up faster than if it was just the gas. Well anyways I woke up a lot faster than they anticipated. It definitely was not a pleasant feeling, the tube being pulled out and the tape taken off my eyes. Still in sleepy hazy mode I was like "what did you guys do to my eyes?!?" as I'm running my hands over my puffy eyes.

Once I was brought back upstairs I don't really remember how the day went. I knew it was still early in the day so I guess I was in and out of napping. Yes, my face did hurt and so did my throat, hmm I wonder why...? (damn breathing tube). So my nurse gave me some pain meds and Laima fed me apple sauce so I would't throw up...welp I threw up anyways. That sure was not a fun time, the puking in turn made blood come pouring out of my nose and mouth.. I felt bad for Laima. After that settled down, I was suppose to start doing nasal flushes with sterile water and saline (whoopie!!!..) not! But I guess it didn't hurt as bad as you would think it would. The flushes basically made blood and other such gross things exit my sinuses, like soooo much blood! My night nurse said to Laima, you should become a nurse, because she was very helpful in taking care of her bloody zombie space case of a sister and was not grossed out (yay Laima!). So after a day of puking from having too much blood in the stomach and flushing my face out I was pretty tired and over it, but the good thing is I didn't need too many pain meds. From my last sinus surgeries I don't remember bleeding so much after. Apparently there was a lot of stuff in my sinuses that became like concrete, and polyps and inflammation, as well as fixing the septum (ugh I have stitches in my nose).

Space Case

Space Case

...and this little piggy went to surgery....

...and this little piggy went to surgery....