I look like hell. Worse than hell. My skin has an evil yellow tinge to it making me look like my liver is failing. It’s from the betadine that I can’t wash off because of the enormous cast-like thing stuck to my face.
The cast is bloody and I have gauze taped to the underside of my nostrils to sop up the draining. I have two black eyes and most of my face is swollen. My child is scared of me and has been repeating, “Ow, boo-boo!” all day. Fortunately, I’m drugged so feel pretth a-OK.
I’m dutifully taking pictures for all of you people who enjoy peing repulsed.
When I had it done, however, I don’t recall a cast. It seems to me I left the hospital with a gauze pad taped to the end of my very sore nose.
Oh, and all my idiot friends thought it was hillarious to pretend there were about to poke me in the nose. This gets tired really fast. Of course, they never tire of it.
You have my blessing, when they fake a nose poke, to fake a groin kick, it’s what finally broke my idiot friends of the habit.
I too thought you were beautiful before surgery. Now you won’t have to self-consciously look into the camera at just the right angle. (Didn’t you say that in a previous thread, or did I just really insult you?)
My nose job was the best elective surgeries I ever had. For the first time in my life I could breath through my nose. They straightened my deviated septum, and removed a bunch of sinus polyps.
I hope your recovery time is quck and painless. Remember two things for me… If you have to sneeze, sneeze through your mouth, and second, take a Percodan(sp?)for me.
Awww! It sounds like you ended up on the far end of the “this is what it was like for me to have a nose job” continuum.
At some point you will be able to say it was all worth it. In an effort to move that point up in time I hereby nominate you for “Most Improved Nose on the SDMB” award. Any other nominees? I thought not. The nominations are closed. We will now proceed to a vote. All in favor say “Aye”. All opposed say “No”.
Gee, Sue, upon rereading my post, I realize I may have sounded as though I don’t approve of you having plastic surgery on your nose. That is NOT what I meant to imply, and I apologize. People should do whatever it takes to make themselves feel happier about themself.
I just meant that you are a beautiful lady, inside and out, and I mean that sincerely.
I hope that your recovery is swift, and that YOU are happy with the result. My schnoz is none too small, and if I had the guts, I’d get it cropped. But I don’t, so I guess I am stuck with it.
Take care, heal quickly, and always know that you are valued on this board for who you are, not what you look like.
Hey there, most magnificent party throwing woman. Let me know if you need help around the homestead. I’m near enough where if you need some shopping done it ain’t a killer.
Your studly husband is probably taking good care of you, so I’m not going to worry too much.
Now go read your precious little daughter a story about racoons so she won’t stare at you so much.
Thanks for the good wishes everyone! I wish I could spend more time here while recuperating (as I’m bored senseless!), but my parents have a SLOOOOOWWWWW 33K dial-up connection and it annoys me to no end. To occupy myself, I’ve read two books and have started working on sewing a Teletubbie costume for ToddlerNym.
::Another reason to love living in San Jose and despise Bland Rapids::
I am feeling much improved, although I look decidedly worse. My black eyes have turned a lovely shade of fush…fuchia…fuschia…bright pink and are nearly swollen closed. My nose is no longer draining anything so I have removed the wad of gauze, but now I can see the very nasty looking stiches.
Apparently, my nose is also very swollen because it is pushing the cast (really just a very hard thing that has adhesive on it…protecting my nose from errant toddler limbs) off, so we’ve taped it to my face.
I’m quite the hottie! :rolleyes:
Still taking daily pictures, but won’t be able to post them until I get home. I miss my DSL!
I know it’s hard to spell while under the influence, but it’s “fuchsia”, named after Leonhard *Fuchs[/], a medieval German botanist. “Fuchs”, of course, being one of those unfortunate names requiring tortured pronunciation in order for any little Fuchs to survive junior high school.
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