Worse than Childbirth

I had the best intentions of sitting in my hospital bed yesterday morning posting a little more but as I was a”special” case patient, they rushed me through to surgery as soon as I’d finished filling in various documents at the hospital.

Yesterday was truly the worst day in my life.  I was at my lowest when I woke up from surgery.  It was worse than Childbirth.

Not that I have much experience with childbirth.  I had 4 children but only the first was via the natural cannal.  I was not shy to use pain meds either but with an epesiotomy, I found myself in pain and unable to sit for 6 weeks.  It made me wise enough to elect to have a caesar for my last 3 children.  I love sex far too much to be weary of my nether regions.

So what happened yesterday……

I had 13 of my back teeth extracted and 6 implants put in their place.  I have 7 less teeth as apparently you dont need them all.

Feel free to read up on some of the Oral complications during radiation here.

Just before surgery I lay on the theatre bed while they were prepping me for my drip.  I looked up at the lights.  And all I wanted to do was run.  I wanted it all to stop.  I didnt want any of this to happen.

I am no stranger to surgery having at least 8 previous surgeries, the last being the removal of the 3 lumps in my neck in August this year.

The procedure was long and I woke up feeling very uncofortable.  My mouth, chin, face is swollen.  In fact my left side of my face was virtually resting on my shoulder.  I looked worse that the main picture on this blog.  I can’t imagine what it must be like to be in a car accident and have to have major surgery to ones face but I can now take a best guess.

I felt truly ugly. Like a botox session gone seriously wrong.

They placed lunch before me – a small bowl of icecream and yoghurt.  Yummy!  I was starving.  But have you tried eating without any muscle movement in your lips or mouth.  It is impossible. Then a coke to drink through a straw.  But the concept of using a straw requires being able to create a vacuum in your mouth to slurp it up with.  I couldnt even nearly close my lips.  All I could achieve was drool mixed with icecream, blood and coke.

I was duly released and my partner took me to the Prosthedontists to fit my new teeth for the implants.  They were not ready yet so I had to wait and hour in the reception area.  I found myelf snoring away within minutes and I’m sure my partner took a sneeky video of me snoring – just one for the records haha.

They duly fitted my new teeth.  A few adjustments meant waiting some more and the relevant doctor and assistants stayed well into the evening to complete the process.

I was then briefed about dental care and told that the teeth are only temporary.  The real ones would only be fitted about 6-9 months after I am cleared of this dreadful disease.

They kindly gave me a face mask to wear to hide the hideous me behind the mask.mask

Shit they forgot to mention prior to the procedure was that I cannot chew for 3 months.  Solid foods are extrmely limited as the only foods I am allowed is something I can mush up againt my palette.  I am not allowed to use my teeth during the healing process especially seeing as though the radiation combats the healing process.

Feeling a bit better today.  My face at least looks like a face.  Bright blue purple bruise on my left hand side.  Still no feeling in my lips and unable to use my mouth, but at least by lunchtime I was able to use my top lip to scoop some yoghurt into my mouth with – so there is some hope.

Been taking my pain meds religiously and taking it one step at a time.

I’d love to be able to say the worst is over, but then I havent event started my treatment yet.  21 Days to go. Its going to be a long few months.




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