Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Settling in

It's been another day. I've been sleeping a lot, for several reasons. One, I have some serious catching up to do after last semester. Two, there isn't a whole lot else that I can do. Three, I'm hoping I'll heal more quickly if I do. My mother said she's never seen me so inert. I think that includes the pneumonia episode in the fourth grade.

I seem to have stopped bleeding from my nose when I move around, which is definitely okay by me. That means that I should be able to walk around without fear, although jogging is still out of the question.

Those who have lived with me know that I am fond of brushing my teeth. Well, it's awfully hard to brush some areas of the mouth with one's jaws wired shut. I woke up this morning and noticed that the taste in my mouth was somewhat considerably less than ideal. Again, I'm hoping that when the swelling decreases, I'll have increased mobility and at least be able to use mouthwash a bit better.

I think I'll be more active today. I think I was so lazy yesterday because of aftereffects of the general anesthesia. I wasn't legal to drive yesterday, but as I understand it, I am today! Not that I have any plans to go anywhere. And I am getting pretty good at playing The Legend of Zelda: Link to the Past. Oh yeah!

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

The First Day

I'm now at home in Davis, just over 24 hours after leaving the surgery itself.

I had an adventure in the recovery room - it was hard to breathe at first because I was so swollen, and because my nose was bleeding. And because my jaw was wired shut. Anyway, that was quite uncomfortable, and I'm pretty sure they kept me there longer than they meant to, but all's well that ends well.

Once I got to my room, things were much better. My mother stayed in the room with me and read a couple chapters of The Magician's Nephew (Chronicles of Narnia). My nurses were great, although some seemed overworked. After my experience in the recovery room, I really wanted quick responses, just to be sure that if something urgent happened, I'd be taken care of.

Once I got to my room, everything hurt less than I expected it to, and I recovered more quickly than I thought I would. I can walk around now, although I risk a nosebleed when I do, and can somewhat laboriously ingest liquids. I'm sure than as the swelling goes down, it will become easier.

That's all for now. I'm going to vegetate for a while, and then go for a walk.

The surgery itself

I was completely unconscious for the surgery. I remember cracking jokes with the anesthesiologist, nurses, resident, principal surgeon, etc., before going under, and then coming back up. Not a whole lot to tell.

The report is that everything lined up perfectly, and the surgeons were quite pleased. I did not get a scratchy throat, as is common after having a tube down it, and I have feeling in my cheeks, which means (I believe) that I will not have a permanently numb side of my face, resulting in unknowing drooling for the rest of my life. I'm really okay with that bit. I've had extremely little pain, and the bleeding in my mouth stopped quickly - it's a day later and I don't think I'll bleed from my mouth again unless I do something stupid (figure skating, anyone?), and I really doubt I'll be doing any of that for a little while. I still get nosebleeds pretty much any time I look down, but I really don't have much to complain about.

Into the Fire

Sunday night, I realized that I was brushing my teeth after eating the last solid food I'd have for a month. I'm generally either stoic or goofy about these things, but I admit to being somewhat daunted by the prospect.

I was glad that I was familiar with musicals, because I remembered a song from the Scarlet Pimpernel soundtrack. The Pimpernel tells his crew that there is always a dangerous situation that someone needs to enter. I decided that it was my turn, and that it was time to go, as he put it, "into the fire."

And, as is always the case, things were better in the morning.

Getting started

So many of my friends and family have expressed such concern and compassion to me as I've prepared to have my jaw surgery performed. Now that my jaw has been operated on, jaw is wired shut and my cheeks are very swollen. As a result, I'm considerably less articulate than I was before, and although any of you are welcome to call me, it's not likely to be very rewarding for you.

I'm writing this blog so that those who are interested in knowing how I am can easily access general information. I check my email regularly, and if you are in the area, you're more than welcome to come visit. I'll post about once a day to let you know how my recovery is going. And I appreciate all of the emails, prayers, good intentions, and other concern.