Deja Vu....

So we are 6 days out from my last (both most recent and final...no matter what) jaw surgery.  This surgery only involved my top jaw (unlike the last, wherein they operated on both the top and bottom).  All that said, half the surgery does not equal half the recovery.
If I had to liken it to something, it might be to the intervals of a reward point program.  I haven't crossed the 1 million point threshold, where I get full-face Stay-Puft style swelling and mustard yellow bruising from my eye sockets to my underwire and pain that requires multiple narcotics.  I am, however, beyond the 500K point mark of my first surgery (having my pallet split), which included two black eyes and chipmunk cheeks. I'm hanging more around the 750K mark...bonuses at this level include a face the shape of Frankenstein's monster's, black, blue and yellow mottling where my freckles used to be and an overall look that suggests I should have gotten the license plate of the truck before it sped off.
All that said, I am improving each day, same as last time.  Yesterday, I was much puffier than I am today and on top of my regular meds, I took a dose of Dilaudid.  Today, I have stuck to my two scheduled pain killers/anti-inflammatories and have been able to tolerate the discomfort so far.  I stopped using heat/ice two days ago because, like last time, I started to find the significant increases/decreases of the 20 minutes on and off and then the time without either to be far more uncomfortable than just sticking with a moderate, but stable amount of swelling. I'm also finding myself able to eat more volume more regularly earlier in the process than last time, so perhaps I won't lose quite as much weight as last time.  Still pretty tired...sleeping a lot and resting even more.  A shuffle to the kitchen and back is enough to wind me, but hopefully as I eat more, I will become more energetic.
Overall, I feel pretty positive - I hope that things continue in this direction, but after last time, am prepared for regressions.  I found steps backward really difficult last time, so I am going to work at keeping my spirits up through them this time.
In case you are interested, some pics of the mug.

Messing around on my phone while I wait to be taken into surgery.

Post-surgery - Moved from recovery to my room, looking like  a hot mess.

Day 1 - All rigged up and looking a bit bitchy about the whole thing, but the ice and humidity made me much more comfortable than I would have been without.

Day 2 - Bits of bruising started to emerge.  Feeling tired...can you tell?

Day 2 - Flowers from Dr. Rinehart's office. A nice surprise.

Liquid diet is bullshit guys....

No really though....bullshit.

Day 3 - Ditched the humidity for a bit, but not long...not a lot of obvious difference between my appearance in these pics, but the difference in feeling over these days was significant. 

Day 4 - Finally escaping! Late in the day, but thrilled to be out all the same (can't you see the excitement in my face ;) ). 

Day 5 - A SHOWER! Not helping a lot, but I felt better at least.  Hanging out at mom's is much better than the hospital!

Day 6 - Blackie is *so happy* to finally be allowed up in the chair with me.
She acted so dejected over the last couple of days.

Day 6 - A field trip to Teacher Appreciation Day at Chapters.  Even just 1/2 an hour of shuffling around a bookstore at a sloth's speed was invigorating!

Day 39 - Weird Science

This weekend was a busy one; we made a last ditch effort at summer fun and are now ready (or as ready as we are going to be) to bid the summer of 2011 adieu. I expect next summer will be chock-o-block with fun since there are no surgeries or pregnancies or sick babies or other such crazy shenanigans planned. While we were soaking up the last rays of the season, some fun things happened in my face. The feeling has been coming back gradually, but my entire bottom lip and the center portion of my chin have staunchly refused to budge from their state of numbness up to this point. Well, all of a sudden, on Sunday, while we packed up to take the kids to brunch and then to Centennial Park for some playground fun, I could feel my lips touching one another...ever so faintly. This was closely followed by what I can only describe as my chin being struck by thousands of little bolts of lighting. I can actually pinpoint the exact moment when nerve regeneration began in those areas. For the better part of Sunday, my chin and lip were alight....even edging into being uncomfortable. The next morning, *every* *single* muscle, joint and tooth from my nose/ear line down was in a state of agony that I haven't experienced since the very early days after my surgery. I suspect, given the type and position of the pain, I clenched all night long, possibly as a result of the sensations from the nerve-regeneration. Whatever the reason, I was in enough pain that I took a bunch of Advil and was lining up Tylenol 3 or Robaxacet for the next dosing, if necessary. By evening, it had become bearable. The craziest part of this weekend's developments is the cross-wiring that seems to have occurred. Here's a pictorial essay:

"This all feels really weird. So much tingling and...."

"Ummm...wtf?!?!?! I am touching my chin and my lip thinks I am touching it...."

Yes, there appears to be a small spot (about the size of my index finger tip, conveniently) on the bottom ridge of the left side of my chin that, when touched, sets off nerves in my lip (just to the right of center). It is very strange.

Here are the actual glamour shots for the day:

Day 33 - Muscle Relaxants and Maritime Chowder

I took all my complaints to the orthodontist this morning. He was sympathetic and took a good look around in there, making sure there was no infection. The consensus was that the discomfort was likely a combination of the nerve regeneration in my chin and my return to work, which has resulted in a lot more talking and activity than I'd been doing in the weeks since my surgery. The suggestion on the part of the ortho was what surprised me a little - he recommended a moist, warm compress and muscle relaxants. The idea of me taking something so strong is laughable, in my opinion, but it is tempting. The great news from the appointment is that I came out free of one of my elastics - the ortho said I could get rid of the front one and suggested that, at the next appointment, we may be able to change the rest of the elastics out for lower-tension ones!! This is such good news - I am cool with baby steps because progress is progress. After my appointment, I went downtown to join the rest of my colleagues at the district professional development day. There were lots of interesting little tidbits in the speakers' presentations. I met up with a friend for lunch. Neither of us could eat the bag lunches that were available, so we decided to head over to the restaurant across the street in the hope of finding something palatable (though I wasn't entire convinced it would work). Much to my pleasant surprise, I found a delectable Maritime Seafood Chowder on their lunch menu. I loved every spoonful and my only regret was that I couldn't devour the warm, multigrain roll that accompanied it. Overall, on a scale of 1 to 10, 3 being the highest, today was an 11. ;)