The last 3 months have been h-e-double hockey sticks in the pain and suffering department!
A few months ago my right tonsil became swollen. It didn't hurt, it just ballooned up for no particular reason it seemed. I went to an ears, nose, throat doctor and he said it didn't look abscessed, gave me some antibiotics just in case, and told me the swelling happens when people get sick and it would go down on it's own.
Fast forward a few weeks of really bad sleep from having a larger than normal tonsil to the day before Christmas Eve when it REALLY started hurting! I could barely swallow, nothing helped the pain, and lets just say Christmas was absolute misery. A few days later it stopped hurting and the swelling went down a little bit.
One week after that, it happened AGAIN. This time it was so big it was taking up about 3/4 of my throat so we went into the Dr. He gave me some steroids to help bring the swelling down and some pain meds and referred me back to the ears, nose, throat Doctor. They didn't call me for a few days so finally I called them and made an appointment.
Meanwhile the steroids barely brought the swelling down and the whole time this is going on I'm having such severe sleep apnea that my husband is getting really scared. I'm also extremely exhausted every day because I'm not really sleeping at all.
When I finally get in to see the Dr. he literally takes 3 seconds to look in my mouth and tell me I'm going to have to have a tonsillectomy.
Awesome.
They tell me they're going to call me with a surgery time and work out details. I go home. I don't hear from them for a week and a half.
Oh. My. Word.
At this point I'm an emotional wreck because of no sleep and pain for 3 weeks now. Only this time my pain has moved into my jaw and isn't on my tonsil. My regular Dr. was concerned so she orders a CT scan and gives me some decent pain control so I can actually eat.
Rad.
I'm so fed up after my appointment I walk over to the ears, nose, throat Dr. and beg them to get me into surgery soon because I'm tired of being in pain. Oh, but that pain would soon become nothing next to what I was actually going to go through.
I get an appointment for surgery scheduled for a week later.
I don't know how many people actually know what happens in a tonsillectomy so I'm going to describe it for you. They actually had us watch a movie from 1986 that was made for children about to go in for the surgery. Lets just say we were laughing the whole time! They seriously need to remake it! Or not...because it was funny...ANYWAY, here's what happens:
Your tonsils are connected in your throat by a thin membrane. They (now days) use a laser and cut that membrane so there's minimal trauma to the tissue surrounding it. The laser, in turn, also cauterizes to reduce the amount of bleeding from the surgery which is usually around 25 ml. Children recover much faster and easier than adults generally, don't know why. Adults just have a "little" harder time. Sounds simple right? HAHAHAHAHAHA! That's if your not me.
If you're me, you go in, they find that your abscess has gone down into your jaw, and now they can't use the regular laser because you have puss, and it's all weird and connected to tissue and junk so they have to take a scalpel and physically go in and cut it out so you can lose 100 ml of blood and suffer some hardcore trauma to the right side of your jaw. AND the thing that holds your tongue away is too big so that have to get a small one that pinches it really bad and makes huge sores on the sides of your tongue to further inhibit your eating ability. OH, AND THEN they go and check out your adnoids just for kicks (seriously) and find that they are the biggest ones your Dr. has ever seen and really weird looking so they decide to vaporise (they literally just burned them out, didn't cut or anything, they don't physically exist anymore, or as my Dr. said "poof, they're smoke")those while they're at it so now you have an added bonus of more swelling and trauma to the entire region.
Super.
When I woke up, the swelling was so bad, I couldn't relax my tongue or I wouldn't be able to breathe. When they were going to have me take my first dose of pain killers I almost puked (which would have been very bad!) but they gave me some anti-nausea stuff that pretty much made me the living dead until the next morning. I was asleep sitting up. No joke. Only I'm not really sleeping well because of the whole tongue relaxing thing. In fact, they were so worried while I was still in recovery trying to sleep they brought in a sleep specialist to see if there was some position I could sleep in that might make it better. There wasn't of course.
So fast forward two and a half weeks and yes, I'm still in pain, though not as much as initially. I looked around online to see if there was anyone who was going through what I was going through with recovery and every woman said she'd rather give birth than do this again. This was the hardest thing I've ever had to go through so far. The worst of the pain was day 3 to day 10 or so. The kind of pain where it hurts all over and when you swallow the referred pain (the pain that makes your brain think the pain is somewhere else than it actually is) made it feel like my ear drums were going to explode.
It's not something I'd wish on anyone!
The thing that cheezes me off the most is that I went to the Dr. a year and a half ago because I suspected my adnoids were abnormally large but he decided it was just from allergies. Pft. Anyway. Let me tell you how big they were. I didn't even know where the air was supposed to go into my nose. Now I can feel where it's at with my tongue. I also have to re-learn how to swallow and even talk a little. The Dr. that took them out said he didn't even know how I was getting any air past them, he didn't think I could breathe through my nose at all because they were completely blocking my air way.
The down side is, I still have a couple of weeks before full recovery where I have no more pain or swelling. Normally the Dr. only has to see you once after surgery and then you're done. I went to my 3rd appointment a couple of days ago and he turns around to his assistant and says "What was the date of her surgery?" and she says "The 27th..." And, I'm not kidding, he replies "Lets try and avoid doing these on that date in the future or something because everyone I did that day is just having the worst time recovering." For real??? He said maybe it was a full moon or something. Oh boy. Apparently I'm having the easiest time of the 3 done on that day. If that's true, I REALLY do not envy those other 2!
The best part is getting a cold to top it all off.
Such is life right?
The good news?
Yes, there is a silver lining! There are two less surgery's I would potentially need in the future. I've also lost about 12 lbs. But lets be serious here and say that I'd much rather be losing weight from exercise than from not being able to eat properly.
Well, that's my rant on my non-existence for the last few months.
Peace out.