Double jaw surgery day January 17th, 2017
A day I had been looking forward to for 14 months, a day that I was counting down for.
I slept surprisingly well the night before surgery, I had to be at the hospital for 7 am. I had done the weeks shop and prepared a meal plan for my partner. I had organised the kid’s clothes they were going to wear daily so David didn’t have to rummage too much to find a matching outfit/s.
I woke up, french braided my hair and rang a taxi. The hardest part was saying goodbye to my babies because when I come home I would look very different. I kissed them goodbye and cried my eyes out all the way there.
I checked in the day surgery unit and then had a good 6-hour wait. I took my word search book which kept me occupied for short periods, but then I had a little panic attack as reality was setting in and I was about to have my Jaws broken.
David had turned up to wait with me once he had got the kids to school and I just held his hand so tight I was really getting scared now as midday was approaching as that’s when my surgery would be.
Before I knew it my name was called and I was asked to go and get my gown on. It was literally 5 minutes and I kissed him goodbye and walked to surgery crying and shaking. The walls were soo white and clinical and there was hardly anyone about.
I laid on the bed whilst I was having some checks done and before I knew it the cannula was in and I was waking up in recovery.
I woke up in HDU and I remember seeing my mum and David briefly (around 7 pm) before falling asleep seconds later and not waking up again till 2 am when I needed a wee.
I felt so sick from the general but I was too scared to be sick as my jaws were broken I didn’t want to damage them, so I breathed through it. I managed to drink through a straw straight away but my throat was so sore from the breathing tube it made me not want to.
I didn’t see my swollen face until I was on the ward later on that day but my god I could feel how heavy my head was but not any pain.
When I got to the ward I couldn’t wait to see David and also get my phone back because I still hadn’t seen my face but for the first time in my whole life, my bottom and top teeth touched.
When David got to the hospital I remember asking him if he had taken any photos of me just after surgery and I was so happy when he said he had ( the above photos) I would have been so gutted if he hadn’t.
I managed to eat an ice cream and some jelly and drink a cup of Tea and some soup on day 1
Day 3 ( Peak of the swelling )
6-week post op
10 weeks post op
9 Months post op
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