I can only WHISPER…. Can you hear me?
Psst…. Come closer so you can here me. I can only whisper! Ha:) The sewing box project continued once again, this time only poking around and stuffing me here and there. I feel a little like Raggedy Ann— maybe a better description would be the scarecrow??? Raggedy Ann is more appropriate. You know— the story created by Johnny Gruelle, an American writer (1880–1938) in a series of books he wrote and illustrated for young children. I have to admit, I was a little concerned about this surgery, with no real expectation because I Feeling like a “stuffed doll”. Raggedy Ann came to mind as I slipped into a deep sleep.had nothing to compare it to. Before, I knew they were cutting here, taking out, taking off and sewing me back up. This one was just taking from here putting it there. Still Feeling like a “stuffed doll”. Raggedy Ann came to mind as I slipped into a deep sleep.had nothing to compare it to. Before, I knew they were cutting here, taking out, taking off and sewing me back up. This one was just taking from here, putting it there. Still feeling like a stuffed doll.
Upon waking up from surgery, I kept trying to clear my throat…. Nothing worked, “it” was still logged there. What was “it”? Post nasal drip gone bad??? I was trying to be polite, so I would wait for the nurse to leave before I coughed. Coughing hurt my throat though. What if it WAS a loogie??? Yes, let me just hack it up! For those wondering what a loogie is—The urban dictionary describes it as this:
“A large slimy glob of spit, mixed with nose snot, that is formed by coughing up and hocking whats in your throat.”
Apparently— I threw up due to nerves and nausea during surgery. In an attempt to keep me from choking– they sucked my throat out and my UVULA! So, it hangs at the back of my throat like a #hemorrhoid, it is SUPER sore and the rest of my body is adjusting to it’s new padding episode from “fat grafting”. Dr. “F” laughed when I called it “fat embalming”. She said squarely— “If I was using formaldehyde and other preserving junk— you could call it that. We are really taking fat from here– there and grafting it with an embalming machine darling”.
I do not remember much after that, except the extreme fire in my chest, extreme pain in my throat and the “drip” that would not DRIP. Well, one thing I can say for sure is…. my breasts are taking shape, but the #juicy fact is— we need more #fat baby! The “stuffing” I had been using crept out of it’s hiding place and I prefer my own skin to white cotton balls. This pain in my throat though– kills all thought of the pain I feel from the poke, prod and fill points. I will spare you pictures, just know this long dangling thing in the back of my throat is gross, long, red and I have laryngitis REALLY bad. I am now the “Whisperer”. Here are tips for those suffering from elongation of the #uvula:
- DO NOT TALK, it helps the throat repair itself
- Drink ice water
- Eat soft, cool things
- Gargle with SALT water several times a day
- If you use essential oils— gargle with an immunity blend or anything that has #clove in it to support the dumb thing, because it hurts like (YIKES)!
- Sleep on your back, you will snore if you don’t……
- REST up!!!
- Here is the cool part– IT TAKES UP TO TWO WEEKS to STOP HURTING!!!!!
So my diet has been tasty #greens, cool, cold and iced thanks to my dear sweet servant JASON! Love him. He has served me up some yummy cherry/lime juice that hit the spot. Green Drinks with boba have been another favorite with loads of ice to cool the fire in my throat!
I see “Dr. F” on Monday. I will be reporting in on that #joyfulblend when I return. As for today, I am sore, cannot talk and very sleepy, but #grateful to be alive!!! I need to go now— I am choking on my stretched out uvula……..