Has it really been since April?
I knew it had been a while since I'd posted, but how time does fly!
Life has, as usual, been exceedingly busy. Death has been visiting us again; a friend, just 41 years old, finally lost her long battle with breast cancer. Hubby's mother died a week ago, leaving him a mess of unresolved emotion and legally cut out of the homesteaded land he grew up on, to boot. It's a fucked up deal at best.
My inititation journey moves along, slowly as ever. I'm told my progress is quite good, but I'm... not... quite... there... yet. Part of my journey has definitely been about PATIENCE.
I had a sinus surgery just a few weeks ago... what fun! OK, no it wasn't. It was similar to a surgery I had in 1994. That surgery was a nasal polypectomy... that means I had little nasal growths which needed to be surgically removed. Yuck! After that surgery, they packed my nose, which basically means they stick huge nose-tampons way up in your sinuses. Not very comfortable, I must say.
Still, for a couple of years before that surgery, I couldn't breathe out of my nose at all. In addition to removing the polyps, the surgeon cut away some additional tissue to clear my nasal passages. After the surgery, my breathing was clear as a bell.
I'd been having sinus problems for some time now, so I suspected I had polyps again. My ENT (ear, nose, throat) specialist said it looked like one big polyp this time, but he also recommended a septoplasty, as my septum was leaning to one side, and a turbinate reduction, in which they burn these little swelly bits in your nose, so that they don't swell up quite so much anymore.
The polyp turned out to be a cyst, but the treatment was basically the same: get it out of there! No packing this time, but I got splints, which seemed equally nasty. These were flat, banana-shaped pieces of silicone, about the length of my index finger. Once the surgery pain settled down (about five days after surgery), the splints were the worst part. They came out one week after my surgery... what a relief that was!
Then, my daughter graduated from high school. She is so beautiful and grown up! I'm very proud of her. I got really weepy after the graduation. For one thing, my nose still hurt. But mostly, it was seeing my baby all grown up, and the knowledge that these days, when my children are still at home and close to me, are almost gone. It felt very bittersweet.
But I guess that's always true: These days are always almost gone.
Life has, as usual, been exceedingly busy. Death has been visiting us again; a friend, just 41 years old, finally lost her long battle with breast cancer. Hubby's mother died a week ago, leaving him a mess of unresolved emotion and legally cut out of the homesteaded land he grew up on, to boot. It's a fucked up deal at best.
My inititation journey moves along, slowly as ever. I'm told my progress is quite good, but I'm... not... quite... there... yet. Part of my journey has definitely been about PATIENCE.
I had a sinus surgery just a few weeks ago... what fun! OK, no it wasn't. It was similar to a surgery I had in 1994. That surgery was a nasal polypectomy... that means I had little nasal growths which needed to be surgically removed. Yuck! After that surgery, they packed my nose, which basically means they stick huge nose-tampons way up in your sinuses. Not very comfortable, I must say.
Still, for a couple of years before that surgery, I couldn't breathe out of my nose at all. In addition to removing the polyps, the surgeon cut away some additional tissue to clear my nasal passages. After the surgery, my breathing was clear as a bell.
I'd been having sinus problems for some time now, so I suspected I had polyps again. My ENT (ear, nose, throat) specialist said it looked like one big polyp this time, but he also recommended a septoplasty, as my septum was leaning to one side, and a turbinate reduction, in which they burn these little swelly bits in your nose, so that they don't swell up quite so much anymore.
The polyp turned out to be a cyst, but the treatment was basically the same: get it out of there! No packing this time, but I got splints, which seemed equally nasty. These were flat, banana-shaped pieces of silicone, about the length of my index finger. Once the surgery pain settled down (about five days after surgery), the splints were the worst part. They came out one week after my surgery... what a relief that was!
Then, my daughter graduated from high school. She is so beautiful and grown up! I'm very proud of her. I got really weepy after the graduation. For one thing, my nose still hurt. But mostly, it was seeing my baby all grown up, and the knowledge that these days, when my children are still at home and close to me, are almost gone. It felt very bittersweet.
But I guess that's always true: These days are always almost gone.
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