I type these posts partly as a way to quit watching Price is Right, but also to feel a connection with others out there. It’s been a rough few days and I know it’s not over yet. But even as I struggle with my different things, I see improvements too. Things that are getting eaiser.
I had nausea all day yesterday and didn’t get much food in after breakfast. I sat and cried after trying to get one meal in me yesterday. So frustrated over things I can’t control. This is a bad idea, crying with you mouth bound tight. Tried a different nausea medicine but it didn’t do much. I knew I had a cocktail of medicine on my stomach with little food. Before an early bed I asked for pain meds, hoping they would make me sleep. When they hit my stomach I tossed it all. It was pretty draining but I actually did feel better afterwards. I wanted to let my stomach rest before adding anything else too it. So waited til 10pm and asked for the pain meds again.
Last night was pretty bad after that. I had some sort of reaction to the Roxicet. I spent pages trying to describe it to DH this morning and he said it sounded like an anxiety attack. The pain-preventing part of the medicine wore off in 4 hours like it was supposed to, but the other effect took like 7 hours to dissipate. I won’t got into detail here, but let’s just say I did everything in my power NOT to go to sleep until it wore off. So I just got a few hours of sleep overall. I will not be taking that again. I would rather have my whole face ache (which is kinda of what it’s doing now) than subject myself to that again.
We called the nurse this morning with our laundry list to see if everything was okay and anything else we needed to do. She said everything is pretty much normal for this stage. I don’t have my first follow-up appt for another week, so I wanted to be sure I was doing okay. I have an alternate pain med, motrin, but I have to have plenty of food on my stomach for that. That isn’t going so well. I am doing better with eating today since I’m not as nauseous, but it’s still there, lingering, ready to attack. I am also given an alternate nausea med, as a suppository. Really? sigh.
In other normal news, my bruising started showing up yesterday, and now my cheeks and neck are a lovely shade of yellow. Also my system is working normal again. The little things. In my long night last night my lower lip started swelling some. It hadn’t really before. I can still use it but it’s harder. I feel like a nutcracker, able to work my bottom jaw but not my top.
My sister-in-law brought me some hot homemade soup for lunch. How lovely! She has had mouth surgery multiple times, so she knows what it’s like. The soup was wonderful, but I managed only half a bowl before I got full. I’m sure it will still be good tomorrow.
Here are my pics for the day.