Post Day 6 – Reloaded

It’s been 6 days since the noggin’ reconstruction … and I was scheduled to return to see Dr. Z Friday at una O’ reloj. Unfortunately, my number 1 driver, Shaft, had to work today, not only to my disappointment, but to that of Dr. Z and his staff as I think they all took a liking to the our favorite walking Orca … anyways … he made arrangements for supplying me with an alternate driver …

Satan !! Yes !! No kidding !! She was my designated driver today … and she did a fabulous job. Of course, it is always more fun with Shaft, but Satan did a touching job of being a supportive friend and we had super pleasant, fun and intelligent conversation. We made good time and for the first time in my last several appointments … I arrived there on time !! Sa-weet. 🙂

It was a day of t-girls at Z’s Place. I met someone as Satan and I were arriving, and then as we were leaving, I met another girl who had the same browwork and then some cheek implants about 6 weeks ago … total bitch cute … of course, she had the whole early twenties, youth is on her side thing going for her too !! We started gabbing and she showed me her Befores …. wow, what a brow ridge and high slopping forehead then … and now, she’s like oooo la laaaaa. What a difference ! I now can’t wait even more for my face to settle !! 🙂

Amyways 🙂 … it was the day scheduled for some sonic type, follow-up junk on my belly, removing my nasal spint and going over the massaging routines for my face.

Dr. Z said I still had significant swelling, something I hadn’t realized, as I had only noted the amount it had already declinced. Chris, Dr. Z’s administrative person during the weekdays commented the same. Oddly, though I’ve talked with Chris dozens of times, it was the first time I actually met her. She sounds like she’s smoked 8 billion packs of cigarettes with her raspy voice delivery. It’s such a kewl, harsh New Yorker-type accent. I love it. And her hard voice is constrasted with her total sweetness. She’s a real dear. So I was looking forward to meeting her for the first time … and she was looking forward to meeting me too, ’cause like, who wouldn’t ! 🙂 Comfort and familiarity and niceness … totally kick butt ! 🙂

So apparently when you arrive on time … Dr. Z is available for you … as after some gabbing where Dr. Z met Satan, and they talked and joked about Shaft and what a great guy he is … blah, blah, blah 🙂 …. I was promptly taken back to examinatiooooon room number two …

Where he starts checking out the results. He checked out my belly first. Removed some taping and stuff I had had to leave attached since last Saturday. He commented how swollen it was and that I need to continue wearing the compression garments (aka … a stupid, undersized girdle) … for several more weeks. Yuhp … sure … it is very unlikely I’ll follow that advice. I’m not sure how much longer I can take wearing the gawdawful things. Right now … I’m so totally pleased with my tummy results that I don’t care if it doesn’t compress another millimeter … oh well. We’ll see.

So then he removes my nasal splint … didn’t hurt in the least. Exceedingly anticlimatic. Huge improvement with the nose though !! Wow …. straighter, shorter, cuter … no longer pinched in the middle, large bulb tip at the end no longer remaining … nice !! 🙂 I like … 🙂

The doctor then gave me a shot of something in the remaining scar from last year’s tracheal shave under my chin to reduce it or something … again … I wasn’t paying attention. It’s wasn’t much of a scar anyways, no one ever noticed it and I sure didn’t.I thought it was like fine beforehand, but he said he could reduce it even more so … wtph. I’m a very compliant patient, especially when it doesn’t cost anything ! 🙂

Finally … he starts showing me the massage exercies I’m suppposed to do on my face …. forehead, eyes, lids, nose, lips … hurt like crazy !!!! He wasn’t being harsh, in fact, it was a nice gentle massage, but it hurt … and apparently my pain threshold has been diminishing over the past week … as suddenly …

I felt incredibly nauseous …

Then I started to perspire profusely …

And felt light-headed …

And … and … and ….

“Dr., I think I’m going to pass out.”

Wow … amazing how quickly medical personnel can respond … in mere moments I was being gently guided back to a chair and as I was sitting down …

Blackness.

I PHREAKING PASSED OUT !!!

I couldn’t believe it. It’s the first time anything like that has ever happened …

I came around moments later inhaling the aromatic flavor of some disgusting smelling salts … since this isn’t smell-o-vision, the best I can do is describe it as a combination of grapefruit and messy diaper. I was only out a few seconds, but it was still pretty wild. And from my experience … between the mere moments after I announced my impending faintness to actually losing consciousness … it was really kewl seeing Dr. Z in action … wow … totally in control and perfect in response. (Beats school’s health services response the last time I unexpectedly lost consciousness after catching a line drive with my face while playing third as I cheating up anticipating a bunt, I think I was spread back down over the foul line for 5 minutes before they decided I wasn’t going to get back up … yeah duh, he didn’t bunt ! )

Anyways … I came around fine, received proper care and we continued the examination.

Staples don’t come out until next week. But I’m going to let Shaft remove those. Stomach feels much better, but for the uncomfortable compressing garments. Forehead still feels really strange, but am getting sparks of life there … it itches and I can almost move it a whole millimeter !! wooo hooo !! 🙂 Headaches remain … but I’ve kept then under control with the Vicodin. I asked Dr. Z about them and he said they are normal, and more intense, because by not severing the nerve bundles in the forehead, the nerves react and feel … generating the headache (actually, he said it more medical terms, I’m paraphrasing in how I understood it) … which is why he reiterated … don’t be stubborn or a heroine … take the Vicodin as you need it. My resistance to using prescription meds is well known by all, so the advice was wisely given once again.

Satan drove us back … the drive wasn’t uncomfortable in the least … physically or company. 🙂 Actually, it was an incredibly cool day !! Thanks Shaft. Thanks Satan. Thanks Dr. Z.