Health update A few days ago, on Monday the 23rd, we had another surgery. After a quick recount, it appears to be our 11th overall. This surgery regarded our sinuses, something that's troubled both of us since Sunny was a toddler and first received those life-changing nose injuries. Basically, this operation claims to open up our sinuses, all 3 (you have two maxillary and one frontal sinus). This is meant to help breathe better and drain sinuses better, two things we desperately need.I mentioned in our last post that recovery from this would be rough. It is. I felt like utter shit after the surgery was done, and for the entire day afterward. Until further notice, we have to breathe through our mouth again, just like poor Sunny had to do for the majority of her life before the split. If you've never had to breathe through only your mouth 24/7 cause of medical conditions, you're lucky. We can at least somewhat use technology again, but for the first two days after the operation, our head

Hi! Followup to a previous post, I had my nose surgery on January 3rd at the start of the new year (picture related). It was the full package. Not just any surgery. A revision rhinoplasty and septoplasty. In the surgeon's words, he had to take off my nose and build me a new one. It was many years in the making but now it's done. Recovery... is okay, I guess. I've had worse surgery recoveries for sure. The big painful thing for a while was my rib, which was grafted to build my new nose. I had a lot of pain when crunching or bending my torso, which, as it turns out, is part of a lot of basic movement. It's also just felt mildly weird sitting at my PC again, not just mentally but physically. Something about the way my head is oriented, especially with my new chair, makes me slightly... dizzy? I don't know. I hope it fades. I've experienced a pretty significant miracle though. Since surgery, I've been able to sleep. Like, deeply. I've always had severe sleep problems since I was little, si

(CW: Injury, body horror, mentions of surgery, self-injury) 2003 A little kid gets on his tricycle. He's riding around outside. His mom is watching nearby. It seems like a normal day. That is, until the trike hits a snag in the concrete, sending the boy tumbling off the side. His nose smashes clean into the pavement. He's just lying there looking up. The mom rushes over and helps, taking him inside and getting him cleaned up. It hurt a lot, but surely it would be fine. Over the next few weeks, he starts to have trouble breathing through his nose. It hurts more and more every day. At one point he curiously pries open a nostril with two fingers in front of the mirror. There's some kind of gross, fleshy something inside. With no idea what to do, he tells his mom and tries to show her, but it's ultimately fruitless. 2009 The boy's more sapient now, and attending primary school. He hasn't thought about that accident in years. But it's brought back to the front of his mind when other kids ar