Today was much like yesterday, only with a bit more standing and walking about.
I’ve yet to leave the house. I’m okay with this.
New developments … well, you know how I mentioned that instead of gauze packing, my face is full of this gel stuff? Right. So when the doctor spoke to Nikki after my surgery, he told her that this gel stuff will disintegrate as the days go on. And that I can expect it to come out in bits. Some bits might be bigger than others. This morning, I met one of these larger pieces. This was shocking, albeit pleasantly so once I had determined that this was actually a chunk of gel and not something vital to my continued well-being. You know, like a thyroid or something.
Also, today brought with it spontaneous teardrops. Without warning, a tear will form and race down my cheek. Big ones, much like those that streaked down the face of Iron Eyes Cody.
What else … oh, yes. Sneezing. “With your mouth open,” is the recommendation for sneezing after surgery, but still, every sneeze is greeted with a mildly panicked “Is my nose still attached?” So far, so good. My nose remains where it is.
The pain is still manageable to negligible. Mostly I can breathe however I choose, which is an improvement over last night. So as the day rounds out, I’m annoyed mostly by the fact that my nose won’t stop running. Unpleasant, but hey … I can deal.
