Hi, a few of you wanted to know how it went. Here is summary:
Starving all day Monday, surgery at 2. Hammering*, snipping, stretching, crunch, crunch, crunch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch. “more sedative please”, crunching, more snipping, pack, pack, pack. Done. 20 minutes.
Linda took me home, with a brief detour for coffee and bagel, then Glen went and picked up the kids after school.
I couldn’t lie down so sat up in a codeine haze on my bed. The pain was pretty bad.
DH came home, took over from Glen and Linda and I don’t remember much about that part.
(Insert whining and moaning here) I moved to the couch for the night because with the recliner and pile of pillows could sort of sit up and sleep. Ha, Ha. Well, sleep didn’t happen.
1st night summary; pain, vomiting, pain, movie, dozing, pain.
DH stayed home to get the kids off, he took them and went to work. I took more drugs and went to sleep with for a few hours.
The day was spent in a drugged stupor, anticipating the removal of the three feet of packing that they put in each side of my nose. Due to ‘improvements’ in our health care system, this is the type of job that the patient get to go themselves.
Packing removal was extremely painful and resulted in a lot bleeding. To tell you the truth, the bleeding stopped then started again with a vengeance. When DH got home with the kids, I asked him to take to me to the hospital. Even with pressure, the blood was pouring out, filling my mouth, coming out my eye and sloshing around in my ears. I was a ‘bit’ scared.
We continued wtih the pressue and more ice on my neck and face at the hospital. They gave me Atavan to calm me down and hopefully slow the bleeding. It actually stopped. The doc gave me the option of repacking it or waiting a bit, continue icing and stay still** to see if it would stay stopped. That’s what we did. DH took me home, set me up on the couch again with ice all round my head, and I made it through the night with no more excessive bleeding.
So, not one to push my luck, I’m going to go take some drugs and lie down with a bag of peas on my face.
No need to worry, I’m well and truly on the mend.
*yes, he actually used a hammer and chisel at one point to remove a piece of bone. I asked him if he was sculptor. ha ha ha
** For women: I tried my best to stay still but you know the law of the universe that says, ‘If there is ever a BAD time for a female to get her period, let it happen at the WORST possible time’. Its true, there is such a law. I’ve been bitten by it on more than one occasion. Yesterday was no different. Crap!