Yes, it is a big whoop

This morning I had the plastic splints removed from inside my nose and I've spent the rest of the day breathing through my nostrils. Both nostrils, same time. Long, deep breaths. That might not seem like a big deal to most people, but it's something I haven't been able to do in decades so it's totally a big deal to me. I love it!

I also realized that I haven't sneezed even once in the past week, which is another miracle of sorts. Before I had this surgery I sneezed probably ten times in the first two hours of my day, every day. I'm like a whole new person!

This is the recuperation cocoon where I spent the last week. The beautiful roses were a 'get well soon' gift from my sweet brothers.

Jessie Spano said it best

My surgery is tomorrow at noon and now that it's so close I'm kind of getting nervous about it. I'm looking forward to a new and improved snot-free me once I'm all better, but I'm not looking forward to pain and recovery and such.

I'm so excited. I'm so . . . scared Zach.

The doctor says I wouldn't have so many nosebleeds if I kept my finger outta there

Guess what? I'm all excited because I recently scheduled a surgery to fix my nose. Not fix it like a nose job; I'm pretty sure the outside appearance of my nose will remain unchanged, and that's ok with me. It would be weird to not have the same nose as my mom and all of my brothers anymore.

For all of my adult life I have been Sneezy Stuffed-Up Runny Nose Girl, and last week I found out that's because my nose innards are a complete mess. I'm looking forward to, after the surgery and proper healing time, being able to breathe through both nostrils at the same time (what's that like?!), being able to leave the house without a pocketful of tissue, and being able to not have to blow my nose dozens (no exaggeration) of times a day. How exciting!



* post title brought to you by the always charming and insightful Ralph Wiggam