Today has been full of sleep.
Made the switch from Percocet to Tylenol for my pain management needs today. Frankly, the pain has been far less than I expected, so Tylenol is doing just fine. (This paragraph brought to you by Tylenol.)
Also, commenced with the other prescribed doses of antibiotics (3 doses a day) and steroids (6 today, diminishing after). Fortunately, eating has not been a problem. Soup and sandwiches, toast and such, nothing too extravagant. Water, more hot tea and Diet Coke, though for the latter, I did ask Nikki to get some straws while she was out to get a few groceries. Something about leaning back too much isn’t all that appealing.
But more than anything else, I’ve been spending a lot of time with saline. I feel a bit like a conch shell. On the beach. At high tide. Strange as it is, I had a better time of breathing through my nose yesterday than I have today. This evening has been especially rough on that count. Like most people, I happen to like having the option of breathing through either my nose or mouth. And no, the irony is not lost on me. I’m going through what is basically a simulation of the worst head cold ever en route to recovery from sinus surgery.
On the plus side, my face is not full of packing. Instead, my surgeon employed a kind of post-operative gel that serves the same purpose. It’s from the future or something. And while I know there are stitches of some kind inside my nose, but I’ve not seen them … or really sought them out.
All in all, still doing okay. Here’s hoping tonight’s sleep is better than last.
