Breathing Easier?
I gotta be at the hospital tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. for my nose surgery. I'm a little nervous.
It's just a 20-minute deal, I'll be home by early afternoon, but I hate not knowing what to expect. I'm also dreading having to do the usual "no food or water after midnight," and having plastic stints sewn into my nose for the rest of the week...
But it's gotta be done. Doc says when I sleep I'm only getting 60% of the oxygen to my brain that I need -- which is why I don't sleep much more than a few hours a night.
Tomorrow will be an interesting day.
It's just a 20-minute deal, I'll be home by early afternoon, but I hate not knowing what to expect. I'm also dreading having to do the usual "no food or water after midnight," and having plastic stints sewn into my nose for the rest of the week...
But it's gotta be done. Doc says when I sleep I'm only getting 60% of the oxygen to my brain that I need -- which is why I don't sleep much more than a few hours a night.
Tomorrow will be an interesting day.
posted by Chris the Hippie at
5:37 PM
11 Comments:
Good luck Chris, I hope it is all smooth sailing.
Here's to sleeping at night and peace for Dagmar!
Best of luck, Chris! We're all rooting (or should that be snooting?) for you! You'll do fine, and no doubt will have a great story to share once it's over. :-)
from one disrupted septum brother to another, my thoughts will be will you and your schnozola...
Good luck dude, just think ahead a few hours and how it will all be better! And don't go getting your schnoz infected like your doodads!
Thanks guys! Yeah, I hope it goes better than my last "medical procedure." My right doodad is still twice the size of the left.
By my estimates, your doctor is probably elbow deep up your proboscis. I hope his hands weren't too cold.
Sending healing thoughts.
I'm thinking it went well because I slept well last night and couldn't hear you snoring all the way up here in Canadaland. Not the kind of stint you'd normally like but I hope it helps!
Good luck to you, sir. Here's hoping this doctor is peerless, not hapless.
Happy Holidays Chris and Dagmar! May it be a silent night.
so, what's up with the beak, my brother?
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