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The following days were interesting. They removed the nose packing after one day but my nose was far from being a working nose. It was as if I had a very strong flu so breathing was mainly through the mouth or only one nostril. Anyway I improved a lot from one day to the following. During the first week I took painkillers four times a day that helped the headache to stay away… (actually, I got them three times a day and then I would wake up in the middle of the night, either sweating or freezing and with a strong headache, so I would call the nurse and take my fourth painkiller of the day). That was fine until saturday. That was 4 days after my surgery. I woke up fine, but I had a headache.

(via Deborah Weathering)

It didn’t go away, it became stronger every hour. So strong I had to remain in bed, eyes closed and hoping noone would enter my room making noise (such as walking)…

I got X ray done to see if I had a sinus infection (which I hadn’t), no sign of meningitis either, no painkiller would help me in any form whatsoever (tablet, drops, in blood). I had a very, very bad day, actually. The reasons for this were (at least) twofold.

1. Due to my position on the surgery coach, my neck was really, really stiff, my shoulders were as hard as diamond.

2. I had a bacteria infection in my nose. That’s why I keep bleeding through the nose and I can only breathe through one nostril.


1. Yes! Massage daily, twice. IR light to keep my shoulders warm after the massage. Tablet to relax muscles.

2. Antibiotics.

Needless to say, this could only improve my condition! One week after the surgery I already felt good. No headaches in the middle of the night, neck still stiff but not aching anymore. I even go for little walks (I get tired very quickly) in the hospital, down to the cafeteria, out to the backyard… Days go by and I don’t get tired that quickly, so walks can be longer… I go step by step back to my old healthy me. This is a huge relief!

My biggest concern was what would life be for me after my surgery. I didn’t have any problem, I felt healthy, no growing of hands, nose, whatsoever… I only knew I had this illness because my blood work said so (allright, I didn’t have my period for 11 months, but that fixed itself spontaneously 3 months before the surgery!). I was concerned I would be sick after the surgery. I didn’t want my life to change at all!!

So, things are getting better. The only problem is my bleeding nose. I am wearing this gauze roll under my nose, attached to my ears:

which gives me a very funny look. I have to use a new one every couple of hours. I am not describing what does it look like after one night. Bloody snots. mmm! yummy, yummy.

Are antibiotics working? My stay at the hospital is planned to last 10 days after the surgery, which means one week (tuesday – tuesday) and three more days (friday). Let’s see what happens.


June 13, 2008 at 6:40 am 1 comment

Surgery. Day D

06:00 The nurse wakes me up. I’ve slept all night through thanks to the sleeping tablet. He hands me my surgery-gown, underwear (for what!? I have my own!), white stockings (to avoid blood clots forming due to all day lying).

06:10 I try to fit into those stockings. Oh my, they are thight!

06:20 Stockings on, gown on, underwear on (can somebody explain me why do I have to wear such horrible knickers?)

06:30 I take the sedative. I wait in bed. The nurse comes and wheels me on my bed to the operating room. I am calm. I look at the ceiling lights along the corridors, just like in films.

[later] I move from my bed to the surgery couch which is less comfy, actually. They take off my gown and cover me with a warm green towel. I get all kinds of padding under my knees, head, arms… so that I feel more comfortable. It’s not that bad after all. Anesthesia team comes and … nothing else.


11:00 I wake up in ICU in my own bed again, with the hospital gown on and with the breathing tube in my mouth. That is fun. I can breathe through my mouth or sucking from the tube, which goes directly to my lungs. Nap. I feel groggy. I fall asleep all the time even if I try very hard to see what the room is like. Nap. I feel it’s terribly cold. Nap. Nurses come and tell me everything is over and I did very well. They ask me stuff, my name, how do I feel… I answer. Nap. I’m freezing, it’s so cold I am shivering. They lay warm towels on top of me and place a heating-fan inside the bed. That warm air is great, actually. I want such a fan for my winter nights, my boyfriend always complains my feet are always ice cold! Nap.

12:00 I wake up in my room. Nap. They’ve removed the tube but I am forced to breathe through the mouth because of the nose packing I am wearing. I feel very tired, but I’m fine. No pain. Nap. Nurses ask me about my vision and pull fingers in front of me: “miss magpie, how many fingers are there here?” and even though I know a normal hand only has 5 fingers, I see around 9. Far away, let’s see, the door of the room: I see one. But things placed close to me, I see them twofold. Nap.

13:30 I feel quite well so I start to tell my parents and bf (and hospital-roommate) about all I can remember, about the white stockings, the hospital knickers, about the wake-up room.. and suddendly I start to throw up. A lot. Apparently I bled a lot during the surgery (everyone bleeds, but I bled more) and there is a lot of dry blood everywhere inside me I have to get rid of. My body has decided the fastest and easiest way: get sick. This is quite tricky as I can’t bend and I have to do it sitting, which is quite anti natural. Anyway, after a while I feel better, I lay, I rest… and I am terribly thirsty!! Nap.

18:00 Did I say I am thirsty!!??!! Nap.

19:00 Hellooo… I have to breathe mouth open, which is tiring, and my mouth gets dry. Besides I am thirsty because I didn’t have anything to drink in the whole day… Nap.

20:00 Hello!! I am thirsty!! I am awake, I still see 9 fingers instead of 5, but I feel well. I don’t throw up anymore. The nurse brings me something like a lollypop but made out of cotton with a lemon flavour. I know it’s lemon because there is a lemon pictured on the box the lollypops live in, but I realise I don’t taste it. I also realise that I don’t feel anything in my palate (behind my upper teeth)… and the cotton lollypop is starting to set my teeth on edge.

(mmm, yummy, yummy!)

20:10 Sleep… Day D is over.

June 11, 2008 at 8:27 am Leave a comment


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