I decided a while back to take a few months off of blogging. I was desperately working to try to get my MG novel ready for querying, holidays were fast approaching, blah blah blah. Usual writer life type stuff I'd imagine. Then I finally got a date for my jaw surgery and all my plans came to a screeching halt. I'm proud to say that as of this past Saturday I am officially one month post-op! Hooray! It's been such a fast month.
FYI- I'm about to talk about the surgery and show pics (not of the actual surgery!), so if you're squeamish stop reading!
For those who don't know, I had surgery to realign my top jaw. It's called a LeFort procedure and mine was called a LeFort III because my jaw was split into three places. In all honestly I'm not 100% sure what the surgery entailed. I have a tendency to freak out over medical things so I wanted to know as little as possible pre-surgery.
I tried not to think about it too much, but of course I did. Like, all the time. I didn't know what to expect and the only other surgery I've had was to remove my wisdom teeth. When I signed the paper work the week before and read in bold letters, "This is not a minor surgery!" I kind of started to panic. But the wheels were already in motion and couldn't be stopped.
We had to be at the hospital at 5AM and surgery was scheduled for 7:15. It was an early wake-up call! When it was time to go back to the operating room they gave me a drug that would have an amnesia effect so I wouldn't remember much, but I do remember some things. Weird, random things. I remember the nurse wheeling me to the elevator, but I don't remember the elevator ride. I remember going into the OR and trying to figure out if it looked like Grey's Anatomy (sadly there was no McDreamy). I remember moving from my bed to the OR table and then my mind started making things up. People were talking to me and looking back now I know they weren't there. As the anesthesiologist put me to sleep there was a nice lady to my left that held my hand and told me it would be okay. I never saw her again.
Next thing I remember is being brought to the hospital room. I was told beforehand that I'd stay in recovery until I was awake, talking, etc. but I don't remember any of that. Also at some point I changed from the itchy paper operating room gown to a cotton gown. So I guess somebody helped me change...? Who knows.
The surgery was about three hours and I slept on and off that day, until I got violently sick. Apparently I'm allergic to morphine and it took them a few hours to figure this out. Oy. Once I was switched to another pain medicine I was fine!
My original prognoses was a liquid diet for 4-6 weeks then a soft food diet (mashed potatoes, mac and cheese) for another 4-6 weeks. However, I'm healing so well that for the most part I'm already able to eat anything. Earlier today I had crackers for the first time and it was glorious. It's funny how much I missed crunchy and salty foods.
I go for a post-op appointment tomorrow and we'll see what the surgeon says. I have to wear surgical bands (similar to rubber bands you wear with braces) all the time except when I eat, and they're quite annoying. I'm really hoping he says I don't have to wear them anymore. Or at least not 24/7.
And now, for some photos!
Morning after surgery
Teeth before surgery:
After surgery (about two weeks post-op, my lips are still numb!)
I know a few of you have said that you've always needed this surgery, and if you're one of them, please go for it. I don't regret it in the slightest, and it's been so, so worth it.