Yep this is the mask that squishes my face (and head bumps) into place everyday. I don't think I can even open my eyes much sometimes. Monday was really tough. I guess my head was so swollen that the mask barely fit. It was ridiculously uncomfortable. I almost told them there was no way I could handle it, but I made it through...somehow. I talked with my doctor afterward (Mondays are see-the-doc days), and she said to try squishing it down with some gauze that I wrap around my head. That would actually keep some of the fluid from accumulating under my skin. Sounded like a good idea to me (albeit rather gross, if it was happening to someone else and I was reading about it). So now I'm a gauze-wearing freak of nature. It actually does feel kind of nice though...strangely. It was the same when I was in the hospital (I can't believe it's been over a month since the surgery now). It's like I don't quite have to worry about my brains falling out of my head (I think I just reminded myself of Peter Jackson's Bad Taste). It just kind of holds it all in place. I think it's kind of my secret security blanky. Twenty-nine and still holding on to a security blanky...nice.
Thursday, April 15
1/3 the way to the light at the end
Yep this is the mask that squishes my face (and head bumps) into place everyday. I don't think I can even open my eyes much sometimes. Monday was really tough. I guess my head was so swollen that the mask barely fit. It was ridiculously uncomfortable. I almost told them there was no way I could handle it, but I made it through...somehow. I talked with my doctor afterward (Mondays are see-the-doc days), and she said to try squishing it down with some gauze that I wrap around my head. That would actually keep some of the fluid from accumulating under my skin. Sounded like a good idea to me (albeit rather gross, if it was happening to someone else and I was reading about it). So now I'm a gauze-wearing freak of nature. It actually does feel kind of nice though...strangely. It was the same when I was in the hospital (I can't believe it's been over a month since the surgery now). It's like I don't quite have to worry about my brains falling out of my head (I think I just reminded myself of Peter Jackson's Bad Taste). It just kind of holds it all in place. I think it's kind of my secret security blanky. Twenty-nine and still holding on to a security blanky...nice.
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That thing is so Hannibal Lector (the CLASSY serial killer)!
ReplyDeleteagain, you are super-human.
ReplyDeletehey dave...what is that picture of the person ready to sit in a chair of...it's behind you...it looks hilarious. also, make sure you you market your blog like the above comment says.
ReplyDeleteThis is a really tough situation for me shannon. i see the comment and i want to make some money, but... the pictures of a hot angel sporting newly(or maybe never were)-out-of-style tribal tattoos. i mean i want to click on some sci-fi but i don't know if my single monotonous click can support that much weight all at once?
ReplyDeleteoh and i'm going to comment on the picture...now.