Hey guys! It has been so long since I last updated my blog. With so many things going on and stuff to handle and also being lazy, it's kinda hard to find the time and motivation to update. But now I have something which is pretty major for me to update on. Yeap, the title says it all.
So what happened during my jaw surgery journey? Let me bring you through and I hope my experience is able to help others understand more about this surgery and also to bring comfort to those who are experiencing the same thing as me. YOU are not alone. I have gone through and is still going through this journey and I have survived. So can you. SO! Let's start!
A brief introduction on what my surgery is about. I have a slightly flattened face and a long chin due to my underbite. Basically my lower jaw won't meet my upper jaw. So I'm to "move in" my lower jaw and "move out" my upper jaw. Sounds easy right? Everything is done inside my mouth so there is no scar, no cuts on my face. Don't ask me how they do it. I sure do not know. Maybe I should go research on it...
Anyway Day 1. Most will assume I was super nervous or excited or scared. No. In fact I was pretty calm about it. My surgery was scheduled at 9:30am on 6th September 2013, and I have to reached the hospital at 7:30am to do some admission stuff. I had to draw blood again because the previous blood test shows some oddity in my haemoglobin level. I was like "uh oh needles again" and somehow I reacted quite badly to this blood drawing. The doctor and nurses couldn't get blood from me and I was hyperventilating. White spots clouded my visions and I felt faint and nausea. So they decided to call it off and draw blood from me again when I'm in the surgery room. Sounds pretty bad huh?
After that I went to change into the surgery gown and I wait. I was almost falling asleep when they called my name. I walked into a lift where my parents can no longer follow me through and so I'm alone without my specs but with a nurse. The lift brought us up to something like a "depositing" area where I get to lie on the surgery bed. I was given a shower cap to put on and then covered with two blankets but it is still cold. The nurse then pushed me to the waiting room connected to the surgery theater. It was freezing cold and all I had on was a disposable panties and a surgery gown. Not something insulating. The doctors or nurses or medical students there were talking to me, asking me some questions and then they tried to draw blood from me again to no avail.
I waited in that cold room for a while before I was pushed into the surgery theater where I was transferred to the surgery table. Now I'm getting excited and can't wait till it's over. All I could remember in that room was some nurse wrapping something over my legs which are suppose to help my blood circulate and breathing in the oxygen through the oxygen mask. That is where I supposed the anesthetic comes from. The next moment? Someone waking me up and I was back at the "depositing area". Viola. Fast ain't it? The surgery took about 5 hours and they have to observe me for about 2 more hours for the anesthetic to wear off.
Then I was pushed to the observation ward where my parents, friends and relatives came to visit me. I think the first thing I wrote was "why are you crying?" to my dad. Seriously that big crybaby. Haha! I can only converse through writing and my handwriting was horrible. It took a while for them to understand what I want to say and my parents were like doing some hand stunts and alien grunts. I instantly wrote to them "I can hear you". My dad reply was "oh I thought you can't hear us".
My sisters (excluding Jing Wen since she was working) came in after my parents left and I literally cough out blood conversing with them. It's the aftereffects of the surgery; blocked nose and secretion down my throat. It was horrible and I had difficulties in breathing. And where can all the phlegm go to when my jaws are bound together? I had to use a suction tube to suck out all my phlegm before they can suffocate me.
(oppsie... didn't completely finish this post! Anyway I'm happy with the outcome of the surgery. It has really made me a more confident person. So... cheers and smile! Enny)
