Day 2

Today was a much better day. I typed up everything that happened and between the note and Fion, the Dr. got a clear picture of what was going on. The nurse was trying to discourage me from getting morphine because "It slows your breathing". So of course, I try and tough it out which lead to the panicky moments where I felt like I was dieing. My Dr. wasn't too happy about this.

My Dr. basically said that I need to "preemptively" dope and keep the pain in control before it starts creeping up. They also gave me some anti-anxiety meds as well as a few other pain killers to add in the loop. I was pretty wasted all night.

My sinuses were still a wreck today so my Dr. shoved a suction tube down them to extract any blockages. That wasn't fun but I can now breathe (with the aide of some decongestants). I heard that we had some Santa Anna winds going so perhaps my dry hospital air is partly the cause. Fion went out and bought me a humidifier today just in case.

I scared some little kid that was walking around outside my room...I scared myself when I saw a mirror as well. My first thought was, "wow I look a lot like Fat Bastard" from Austin Powers. The swelling really is that bad. I also have a Bubba Gump lower lip going too. I have pictures somewhere of my broken jaw as a kid and my jaw was bigger than the rest of my face. This is same except that it is on both sides instead of one.

The liquid diet is going to be tough. I can't seem to stay interested enough to squirt chicken broth through a syringe with a tube attached to it.

That is all for now. It can only get better from here....