Hard to believe that seven days ago I was just about to go into surgery. Would I have had surgery if I knew how painful it was going to be? Yes, sure, however you can’t understand how painful it is until you have it. If I was told a year or more from now that I had to have surgery again I would think about it a long, long time.
Today is the first day where I have woken up, and even though the pain is acute first thing in the morning, I really wanted to get up and get on with something. I had a pretty good night’s sleep. I bought a new Tempurpedic pillow as I find them very comfortable, but I wake up in the morning with it covered in drool! I know – it’s lovely. I’m hoping this is a temporary affair as I don’t sit around drooling, only when I’m asleep. And night sweats, still sweating a lot at night. And my blood pressure is scary high.
I have to say that my sleep apnea is much improved, as promised. There are a few noisy, phlegmy ticks I can hear that disappear when I use the CPAP machine. I have to get all my various cavities and channels healed so that I can get some good nasal irrigation going. I have a Netti pot with some saline solution mix that I am anxious to use as I hear it cures all kinds of allergy maladies. I tried it once and I was nonplussed – constant use is the answer supposedly.
The worst impact of the surgery, after the pain, is that I cannot smell or taste anything except the horrible syrup with the Ibuprofen or Vicodin. Don’t even taste that I just know it’s crap as it burns the areas where I had surgery. So not tasting or smelling food. This was meant to happen when I had radiation, not after surgery. Numerous nerves were cut during the operation, but they are meant to regenerate. I hope that is the case because, as you know, I love to eat nice food and smell goes hand in hand with taste.
Would I rather be alive and not have taste? Of course, but if I can’t drink and eating gives me no pleasure I am going to have to create a totally different lifestyle because that sounds pretty sucky to me.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m very grateful to be alive and on the road to recovery. I just feel unsure of what the future holds. I’m betting it will be awesome though in some way I could never imagine.