Well, the surgery went well, mostly. They said my problem was more intricate than they had anticipated, so I was in surgery longer than they wanted. I guess they actually use liquid cocaine in nasal operations to keep the swelling down and whatnot… Unfortunately that spiked my blood pressure to 240 over 210, so they had to keep me in recovery for three hours rather than the usual 20 minutes.
That was all on Monday. Since then I’ve been home, trying to stagger through the days until Friday when they take the stints out of my nose. They had to sew these big plastic things inside my nose to help shape the cartilage as my nose heals.
It looks and feels exactly like I snorted a ping-pong ball halfway up my beak.
Between the ping-pong ball, blood clots and regular ol’ mucus, I can’t breathe at all through my nose. I’ve got a constant headache from the pressure the stints put on the nerves in my face, and I feel like I’ve got the worst head cold of my life. The stitches itch; it’s hard for me not to pick at ’em. I’m all clogged up but blowing my nose isn’t productive — it just makes a pretty whistling sound from the plastic stints. “Nasal irrigation” isn’t working much, either. I’m simply too clogged up for that to even make the slightest difference.
But, all that is expected — they told me that I’d be pretty miserable this week. They also told me that when I get the stints out Friday I’ll feel instantly better and will be mucho happy (though the swelling might not go down for another week after that). So I’m just kinda trying to get from minute to minute until then.
The worst part is not being able to sleep. Every time I doze off I wake up gasping for breath — which is exactly what I had the operation to stop in the first place! But that’ll go away along with the stints.