Jaw Surgery: ¬†One Week On…

Pain: 3/10 Discomfort: 7/10 Hunger: 4/10 Weight: 10st 9lbs

I cannot believe my surgery was a week ago! It really has flown by despite the numerous difficulties I’ve faced in such a short time. This post will be a long one. I feel like there’s so much information I want to share. There is so many things that are affected because of this surgery so I’m going to break them down for you all as best I can. 

When it comes to swelling, I seem to be extremely lucky and definitely feel that the Arnica played a major role in keeping it to a minimum. When I look in the mirror, I can’t help but laugh. So don’t feel bad if you do the same at the pictures. I look like I’m constantly doing the chubby bunny challenge!

A place that I hadn’t even thought about swelling was the roof of my mouth, so that was a shock to wake up to. My poor tongue is also trapped between the swelling and elastics. You really don’t realise how often you use your tongue until it’s caged behind your teeth. 

Brushing my teeth has also been a no-go because of the stitches. Mouth wash is my new best friend and while I expected to have a green fog emerging from my mouth by now, it’s actually not as gross as I thought. I’d still kill to give my choppers a good scrub but the mouthwash is bearable for now.

I can already see and feel the improvements in my bite. I’ve noticed a small gap between my upper and lower front teeth as a result of my new overbite and I love it. My nose has also changed shape. It’s shorter and the bump in the bridge that I’ve always had and always hated has been significantly reduced.

The feeling in my face is slowly but surely returning. I’m honestly delighted that this part is happening gradually because I’m becoming increasingly aware of the stitches behind my lip and they’re freaking me out! My nose has also been numb since my surgery. It’s like I’m breathing with a nose that’s not my own. That’s been weird.

Eating has been difficult. I’m not going to lie; I’m already getting sick of the liquids. I woke up after a nap the other day to realise I’d been dreaming about sausage rolls! I’ve been thinking it’ll be easiest for me to do one long post on all things foodie at the end. There’s just so many things to say and I now understand why some bloggers avoid it altogether . Basically it’s been smoothies, soups and Ready Brek. Sometimes, I get adventurous and have Petit Filous watered down or chocolate milk. One day, my mam buzzed up a white Magnum with some Nutella. Heaven! I never quite got the hang of using a straw, so it’s been plastic cups and syringes all the way!

The pain killers have been hit and miss. If you read my previous post (Jaw Surgery: Trust Your Body) then you’ll know I struggled with some nausea after taking a painkiller with Codeine in it. Thankfully I’ve switched and I’m now on soluble Paracetamol four times a day and Neurofen, anti- nausea meds and an anti-biotic three times a day. The Paracetamol on it’s own works so much better for me as it doesn’t make nauseous or nearly as sleepy as the Codeine did.

As for the pain itself, I honestly feel very little. Sometimes the stitches sting a little or I get a twinge up where my jaw meets my ears but when that happens I think of the fact I have broken bones in my face and am grateful it’s not any worse. The spasms have started and they aren’t fun. They are painful but only last a second or two, thankfully.

There’s been a few discoveries I’ve made. When I thought about how restricted I’d be after the surgery, I thought about the more obvious things; eating, drinking, talking. Then I moved on to the slightly less obvious; sleeping, brushing my teeth, putting on t-shirts. However, there are a few things that never even crossed my mind. Yawning, burping and coughing are all extremely difficult to do when you combine both stitches in your mouth and your teeth wired shut. The worst? sneezing. Thank the heavens above that I haven’t experienced this too often but when I do, it ends in a strangled sounding yelp of pain. Tor-ture!!!

I’ve lost eight pounds in a week. Last year it took me almost three months to lose half a stone and now, it’s quite literally falling off me. I do expect the first week to be the most drastic while my body gets itself used to a diet with significantly less amounts of carbs and fat. I’ve lost most of the weight so far from my hips, bum and thighs and I have a feeling my clothes aren’t going to fit at the end of all this. So if there’s anyone out there that would like to pay for a new wardrobe for my new bod, call me!

I find the worst part of the recovery, so far, is how emotionally trying it’s been. I don’t enjoy feeling like I can’t look after myself. I hate that even getting a shower tires me out. However, the scary moments, like on the first night, when I felt like I couldn’t breathe or when I felt like I needed to be sick, are easily overshadowed by the joy I feel each time I look in the mirror and no longer see an underbite glaring back at me. That feeling is priceless and is how I know that I can get through this.

 The pictures below start with a my pre-surgery profile and a picture everyday since, right up to and including today. 

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Ash xxx