Surgery went excellent! Thank you all for your kind words. Seriously, the best possible outcome I could have asked for: medium-mild pain, and huge results already. Let me backtrack:
I did not sleep well at all last night! I kept waking up on the hour, completely restless. Worked to my advantage in the end because I was really afraid I would sleep through my call time – but of course, waking up at 7:30 was no problem. A quick shower and final apt inventory later, we hopped in a cab to the hospital.
P and I got to the hospital at 8:30 on the dot, where I did some paperwork and they told me my surgery was scheduled for 10:30. At 9 AM, they took me back to pre-op, with a kiss from a worried Peter. There I changed into the most unflattering sack ever. Luckily I got a bathrobe, which gave it some shape, and I folded up the sleeves as well – hey, I’m 23! Let’s not add insult to injury. 
By 10:15, I started to get antsy. I had finished every halfway decent magazine in the pre-op waiting room, and I could feel the adrenalin coursing through my body. I started to pace, which led to jumping jacks, wall push-ups, grapevines, jogging in place, knee kicks, and finally stretching, breathing and meditation. If you had told me 6 months ago that my biggest source of comfort in a stressful event was EXERCISE, I wouldn’t have believed you. But it really made me feel better – just to get some energy out. Despite the looks it got me.
They finally called me at 10:50 to talk to the surgeon and the anesthesiologist. I was on the table by 11:10. Tears ensued.
The next thing I knew I was waking up in the recovery room. I rated my pain on a scale of 1-10 as a 6 – so not too bad! (And I am not one to downplay pain or suffer in silence, as my mother would say.) I felt like I had been punched in the nose, and my mouth was painfully dry. After 2 hours of dozing in out of Percoset and Demerol induced sleep, I was discharged. A quick cab ride and four painful flights of stairs later, I arrived at my new home: the couch.
P was kind enough to been in touch with my parents all day through texts and calls, as well as preparing and tracking all my foods and meds. He is, as my mom said today, ‘a mother’s dream’. At the hospital, I had 1c cranberry juice (unpictured). After settling on the couch, I had 125g oolong tea (unpictured). About an hour later I had a green tea and a coconut popsicle:
About an hour and a half later I had about 3/4ths of this peach smoothie, ordered in from Bully’s:
And an hour after that, I had 1/3c of light mint chip frozen yogurt (unpictured).
P left to go to the gym, and made a skillful dinner of Annie’s organic mac and cheese when he came
home:
I ate about 1/3rd of this.
As far as results, my nose is definitely swollen, but no black eyes or packing needed! But it’s visibly straighter and I have more breathing ability in my right side than I’ve had in years – and it’s only going to get better! Despite being exausted and definitely unanimated – I’m doing alot better than anyone thought I would be at this point. I’m taking Tylenol with Codeine and and antibiotic, as well as two different nose sprays. Plus, I heard from the doctor that I can’t excercise for 10 days. Boo.
Plan for tomorrow is more rest/recovery. Hopefully the bleeding will stop soon. Night!
I made a sandwich on toasted Euro rye bread with the last black bean burger from Veganomicon; a Light Laughing Cow wedge, some delicious CSA spinach, and some great mustard. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: mustards, sauces, jams and jellies are worth their weight in gold. They’re totally worth the extra $$ for something great. So here’s my sandwich:
So thoughtful. I also had a large banana on the side:
