Well, That Was Unpleasant

Hmph, I knew the day was coming: they said I required this surgery about 15-18 years ago... nothing like a little procrastination! 

  

I didn't do it then because when they described the procedure to me, and the follow up procedures - well, yea, no thnx!!

Gross.

However, it finally got to the point where I couldn't breath very well standing up, and night time was getting harder and harder to breath/sleep. Jogging had become impossible. 

Alas, the time had come.

Buck up buttercup,

and away we go.


Now, why do you suppose the nurse laughed when I told her I was feeling mighty sexy?

Who knew the nose had so much blood in it?!

It just keeps coming.

I've had to change my gauze a number of times already - gross.

When you look up into my nose, well.... I won't go into details.

You're welcome.

Very strange seeing tubes stuffed up my nose, and sewn into place though. Weird. 

Throat quite hurts, I imagine from the intubation tube used during the surgery? Oh well, probably just a bit bruised?

Hmm, I wish I could remember what they told me about the Nasenspülsalz und Nasendusche, das Nasensalbe, und das Antiphlogistikum/Antirheumatikum 600,  und Clindamycin.

Why do I need to take an antibiotikum, remind me please?
Well, I do know why I need to take the painkillers.
Yup I do.

So, what do you think - does my nose look shorter?

Hahahahaha! 

Nope; same-same.   

But better. 

Think I'll take a nap... and a painkiller, or two.
Nigh-night.