Hello, so today is the first day I have felt up to opening up my laptop and to write about how it's gone so far. I have been exhausted, but I get a little better every day.
Day 0
So my Mum and I were at hospital at 7:00am and went up to the admissions ward at 7:30am (so early)! I was checked over by the nurse and anaesthetist before seeing the surgeon. I signed my consent form and had to go down for surgery. I said goodbye to Mum and was in the theatre at 9:00am. I can't really remember much about being anaesthetised, the needle hurt in my hand and my arm went dead and then I was out.
I woke up in recovery at around 2pm, the surgery took so much longer than expected - although still not sure why. I felt like I was left in recovery for a long time too as I was still sleepy and they had to give me my a nebuliser because of my asthma, but I didn't feel sick or ill at all which I was glad about. Only thing about recovery that I didn't like was when they took the tube out of my nose which felt very weird. I went back up to the ward at around 4pm where I met my worried Mum who stayed with me for a little while, but I was quite sleepy.
The rest of my family visited which was lovely and brought gifts and cards, which I wasn't actually expecting, but definitely a positive of staying in hospital. Thank you family.
When they left, I felt tired, but I couldn't sleep the whole night. The nasal packs in my nose felt horrible and I couldn't stop dribbling so had to sit upright and have the sick bowl under my chin the whole night to catch it all. I was shattered in the morning.
Day 1 - 3
These days are still spent in hospital. Still uncontrollably dribbling and just wanted to go home. After the first day, the swelling goes up a lot! I had to have extra steroids to make it go down. They had to keep putting a cannula in my hand which was the most painful thing for me (because I don't have any veins) and at one point I had one in each hand. My hands are still black and bruised.
The days were boring, but the nights even worse because I couldn't sleep. Hospitals are too noisy and the nurses keep interrupting rest which medicine and to take your blood pressure and temperature. The nurses were really kind to me though really.
The worst day was the second day because of the swelling and the anaesthetic had worn off so I was feeling a little bit sorry for myself and might have cried a little bit. I wanted to go home, but they wanted to see my drinking and eating more.
Finally on the Sunday, they let me go home. I was so relieved, although walking out of the hospital took it all out of me. I had to shuffle, I was all out of energy. Really glad to be home though where I can relax properly.
Day 4 - 6
Happy at home! Things are finally getting better. Haven't really been on many painkillers. I haven't had paracetamol since day 4. The only thing that is uncomfortable is the swelling (my head feels like a giant balloon), the congestion and dribbling. I just have to keep persevering!
Tomorrow I have to go to the hospital again for my first appointment after the surgery so they can have a look in my mouth and check everything is on the right track. I hope they change my elastic bands - they turned a bit orange from my soup.
Will keep you updated and I'm hoping to post some progress photos later because this post is a bit meaty as it is with all this information.
Thanks for reading.
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