Although this operation is now becoming a distant memory the recovery itself has slowed right down. The bottom half of my face is still swollen and is gradually reducing in size. Yay no more fat face. During the last two weeks not a lot has changed, my energy levels are not exactly soaring these days, but these things take time.
Brushing my teeth has never been exciting but last week I finally moved up a toothbrush grade woohoo, no more baby brush for me. Moving up from a babies toothbrush to a Childs brush felt great, I finally feel like I am actually cleaning my teeth. Hopefully it wont be long before I’m back to a normal toothbrush.
You know that feeling when someone tickles you when you’re completely unaware, making you shudder, freaking you out a little bit. Well thats how I feel when I brush my lower teeth. It’s an absolutely horrendous sensation and I can’t wait for this feeling to pass. Although this is clearly a good sign as it means the feeling is returning to my chin and lip. It just freaks me out so much, I dread brushing my teeth at the moment.
Pain hasn’t really changed, I’m still experiencing shooting pains and discomfort after talking for long periods of time, yawing, sneezing and teeth chattering from the cold weather. At my last appointment I was assured this is all part of the healing process.
I really want to be able to say that eating has been something that has improved over the last two weeks, but honestly its no different. Although the selection of food I can have has become wider, I am still blending most of my meals because chewing just doesn’t feel natural. When blitzing my meals together I try not to blend it until smooth, but instead leave it quite chunky so some chewing is needed. I miss real food.
My energy has not yet returned. Last week I attempted a trip to Birmingham, I managed 40mins of wandering around before I needed a long sit down and a Peanut Butter Milkshake. After a little rest I managed another hour before needing to conserve some energy again. I’ve been trying to push my body more over the last two weeks to get back to some normality, this usually results in a rest day afterwards.
Hospital appointments have returned to my usual 6 weekly check-ups, as my Orthodontist and Surgeon were both happy with how things are looking. The elastic bands are back in my life after one short week off. Now I wear to elastics at night to hold my bite in place to reduce the risk of movement in my jaw.
Like I said earlier, changes in my face have slowed right down. It can take as long as two years for my face to completely re-hang while my muscles get use to their new position. I’ve been doing some jaw exercises to encourage the muscles to move. My favourite one being; a big cheesy grin into a puckered pout.
The thing I’m struggling with most is that I do look physically better, and in my head I feel like I can chow down on giant burger, but the reality is that my body is still preventing me from those things. I am not physically capable of the things I think I am, and that in itself is torture.
Here is Day 11 – Day 46.
A dramatic change to remind myself how far I have come.
Why has my skin gotten so bad?