Elizabeth Fox57
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joined Sep 2011
Well... I suppose I should just share my experience here, if it helps anyone else...
I arrived at the clinic at 9:00 AM and had one last quick chat with the doctor before they took me to my room—surprising me with the news that I’d actually be staying overnight—to change, use the restroom, and undergo the pre-op exam by the anesthesiologist. By 10:00 AM, I was headed into the OR. Honestly, before I even hit the table, I was already rambling about how nervous I was—around 9:30, I was actually considering backing out entirely :P. The anesthesiologist administered the injection, and the nurses kept up a steady stream of conversation to keep me calm; before I knew it, I had drifted off. I woke up around 3:00 AM and—I don't know what came over me, thank God the nurse didn't take it personally 😉—I was trying to tell jokes to the medical resident. I was also complaining about how much the sound of my own heartbeat was grating on my nerves. Since I was incredibly thirsty, they gave me just a tiny sip of water to prevent nausea. I felt quite dizzy, so I stayed lying there for another hour before being moved to my room... There wasn't any pain, just this constant spinning sensation; I was barely aware of my surroundings. No food until the next morning, and cigarettes were strictly off the table. The doctor checked in on me later that evening to make sure everything was stable... Throughout the night, I kept getting up to use the restroom, even though the dizziness made it difficult.
The following morning, they brought me breakfast—yogurt, toast, deli meat, cheese, and jam—but I couldn't stomach anything except the yogurt, despite being absolutely famished. The doctor did a final check at 10:30 AM, and then I was cleared to go home... though the dizziness lingered, leaving me feeling a bit disconnected from reality. On the third day, I went back to have the packing removed. It wasn't painful, per se, but the sensation was just awful! I actually felt so poorly that the doctor had to elevate my legs while the nurse splashed some water on me... but, oh well. The vertigo continued, albeit slightly less intense (likely due to my blood pressure stabilizing)
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As for the bruising, I had very little on the first and second days—which I was actually quite relieved about—but then I woke up on day three and, well, aaaaaaaaah—I looked like I’d just stepped out of a boxing ring. One of my eyes was completely swollen shut. It was terrible... I tried to laugh at myself, but the mold made it impossible 😉
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As the days pass, the bruising fades; today is day nine, and I've finally reached the "yellow phase" 😉. For the Top 4 days following the procedure, I couldn't taste anything at all because of the congestion, and honestly, I'm still pretty stuffed up and struggling to breathe through my nose. Tomorrow is when they remove the mold... I'm looking forward to it, mostly because things have started getting itchy underneath, and having oily skin makes it even harder when you haven't been able to properly wash your face for nine days (I've been using wipes, but it doesn't really do the trick...). I'm not expecting a miracle once the mold comes out, though I suspect I might feel a bit depressed when I finally see the results in the mirror
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And yes... the doctor DID mention the nasal rinses (I called him afterward to double-check), but I have absolutely no memory of him saying it... and it isn't mentioned in my discharge papers either
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The total cost was $2,400, which covered both the septoplasty and the cosmetic portion (I originally came in just for the aesthetics, but he suggested that since he was already operating, he might as well fix the septum too)
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