Okay…I think I truly had a panic attack today before the splints were removed. I took a Percocet about 45 minutes before the procedure, but I was still a mess. The doc came in and took a look, sprayed two types of medicine up my nose and noticed that I was not good.
He told me I would more than likely pass out–I know, what great bedside-manner, huh?–and told me to lean back while he cut the stitches. Just cutting those hurt. At this point, I really lost it. I was terrified, but embarrassed–I was acting like a small child and I could not control myself.
He pulled those things out and, honestly, it was pretty bad. I did not pass out, but came close. Here’s what he took out of my nose.
I’d guess these things were about 4.5 inches long and 0.5 inches wide on the flat side. Waaaayyy too big to be in my nose. Trust me, I felt every bit of them as they slid out of my nostrils.
My eye still looks rough. The doc swears it has nothing to do with the surgery and told me to see an optomologist if it doesn’t get better in the next week or so.