I had sinus surgery today. After years of chronic sinusitis and a severely deviated septum, I'm finally done with it, optimistic for the recovery and relief. For the moment, I'm high on Vicodin and packed with gauze but it only gets better from here. Sudsly is gone (we affectionally called him Allergen Heap, after one of our favorite female lyricists), the house is vacuumed with mighty HEPA-ness and I absolutely can't wait to get back what I started not to realize I was missing. . . a day without Excedrin. "Boo" for endoscopic surgery and a whole day at the facility and dull pain but "hooray" for everything else. According to the surgeon, two of my paranasal sinus cavities were righteously infected. You're telling me, doc.
What is astounding to me is how many people suffer with sinus problems. And I mean like lay in bed and beg for mercy suffer. Anything literally "in your head" is a horrible kind of pain. Once I told the world that I was going under, many folks expressed interest in the procedure, side effects, discomfort (one woman thought they broke your nose to do it) and overall process so they too could consider it. Folks, you have a sister in this. . . and hopefully a success story too!
