After 3 nights of sleeping in the recliner in the living room to keep my head elevated, I got the ok from my surgeon to sleep in my bed last night. It was both better and worse than the recliner. My body was more comfortable. My nose less. I also can’t breathe through my nose at the moment due to the swelling and it being full of mucus and God only knows what else, so I kept waking up with my throat all dry and sore. I did, however, get more sleep than I got on the recliner. Or better sleep at least.
I woke up feeling pretty good. I took advantage of it and carved my pumpkin that’s been sitting around. It’s a kitty inside a witch’s hat.
Then, around noon, my youngest brother called. His car was dead and asked if we could come jump him so he could go to a job interview. While we were out, we grabbed some groceries and prescriptions I had waiting. By the time we finished, I had crashed. My energy was nil and my pain was through the roof.
I’ve gone gluten-free again at my rheumatologist’s suggestion. It messes with my head. All I see are excuses not to eat and my eating disorder loves it.
I meet with my new DBT therapist tomorrow (nervous). I then go over and get the splints taken out of my nose (YAY). Hopefully after that, I can start blowing my nose again. Tomorrow afternoon, I have my first (2 hour!) DBT skills group. It’s going to be a long day and I’m still not feeling that great and still using norco to get through the pain. I honestly expected to be fully recovered by now. I clearly didn’t have a good expectation of what recovery from a septoplasty is like.