Surreal old day. Kids and cricket kept me occupied for most of it and got the call at about 2pm from the hospital telling me to get there for 6pm. I felt quite guilty when my wife started crying just before I left and found myself asking why I would put those closest to me through this. After all it's quite a big deal for them as well as me! Managed to keep a stiff upper lip and do the 'bloke' thing though.
It was tough saying goodbye to the children, especially my daughter who is that much older and might not even recognise me next time I see her. Gave myself a bit of a dressing down at that point. There are thousands of men and women going to serve in places like Afghanistan who say cheerio to their families not sure whether they'll see them again at all. Think I'm building this jaw surgery up to be more than it actually is.
Well I'm here now, in hospital, listening to some of the others on my ward discuss their various ailments over a soup which smells quite vile! I think I'll just keep myself to myself. Nil by mouth from midnight I'm told... thank f*** for that!
Trying to forget about tomorrow...
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Day minus 2
Hmmm starting to feel ever so slightly apprehensive now. Not so much about the operation but more that the results will be worth it. Should be admitted to hospital tomorrow...
It's been a good day today and taking my 2 yr old daughter to her first Bristol City match was a proud moment for me and certainly took my mind off of things. But, having spent the day trying to distract myself, I now find myself sat here trying to figure out exactly how I'm feeling about prospect of going into hospital tomorrow and the operation itself just so that I can update this blog!! The truth is I'm not feeling too bad about it but it is definitely creeping into my thoughts a lot more.
I could do with the wife being here really. She is deservedly spending the weekend on a pre-arranged spa break with my sister-in-law. I didn't want her to cancel... it means I don't have to feel as guilty when I'm in recovery at home and calling on her every 5 minutes. I have even bought a wireless doorbell so that I can keep the button at the side of my bed and ring the bell to summons her. I don't think she is impressed. But yeah, I need her here really because I now need to order a takeaway for 2 people just so that I qualify for delivery as I can't leave the kids. Besides, the house could do with a tidy and I could do with another beer. (Love ya really babe!).
Now where did I put that menu...
It's been a good day today and taking my 2 yr old daughter to her first Bristol City match was a proud moment for me and certainly took my mind off of things. But, having spent the day trying to distract myself, I now find myself sat here trying to figure out exactly how I'm feeling about prospect of going into hospital tomorrow and the operation itself just so that I can update this blog!! The truth is I'm not feeling too bad about it but it is definitely creeping into my thoughts a lot more.
I could do with the wife being here really. She is deservedly spending the weekend on a pre-arranged spa break with my sister-in-law. I didn't want her to cancel... it means I don't have to feel as guilty when I'm in recovery at home and calling on her every 5 minutes. I have even bought a wireless doorbell so that I can keep the button at the side of my bed and ring the bell to summons her. I don't think she is impressed. But yeah, I need her here really because I now need to order a takeaway for 2 people just so that I qualify for delivery as I can't leave the kids. Besides, the house could do with a tidy and I could do with another beer. (Love ya really babe!).
Now where did I put that menu...
Friday, July 29, 2011
Day minus 3
Well, I have reached the end of the day without a call from the hospital saying my operation has been delayed (I really hope I'm not tempting fate!), so that's pretty good news. That means that in two days I should be admitted.
Lets rewind a bit... My name is Wayne (aka Dave) and for the past 4 years I have been having orthodontic treatment in preparation for orthognathic surgery. I didn't expect it to take this long, in fact I thought the whole process would have been done and dusted within 2 and a half years. Although, I have been blessed with two gorgeous children since my treatment began and time seems to have passed pretty quickly.
So why did I choose to go through all of this? Well there are lots of reasons but here are the main ones. Eating. Anyone who knows me knows I love eating. I could eat for England. Trouble is for the last 30 odd years, I have had to eat like a caveman. Tearing at my food because my teeth don't bite together properly at the front and chewing behind my hands as I'm conscious that I look like Les Dawson chewing a fruit gum. Besides which my molar teeth only meet on one side which can't be a good thing long term. Because of the chewing difficulty and the paranoia, I have always swallowed my food as soon as physically possible which can't have done my digestive system much good either.
Smiling. If I'm honest I'm not such a fan of smiling as I am of eating. Perhaps that's because I've never been able to do it properly. Believe me, I have tried but photographs are the worst. Especially when the person with the camera is either a perfectionist or incompetent. You know the ones, where you are holding a grin which becomes more and more strained with every passing second. Well I can't be arsed with that. I nearly always end up with a straight face in photographs just to avoid a permanent reminder of my unwanted ability to gurn at every joyous occasion.
Anyway, I could go on but I won't. It's time for the kids to go to bed and I need to indulge in my favourite hobby - eating. My last curry before I go under the knife (or saw). I wonder how they'll taste when they're put through the smoothie machine. For those of you not bored to tears by all of this, I'll try and keep this blog regularly updated and eventually put some photos up. I'll be as honest as I can be and possibly quite graphic in places but I'll try and keep the bad language to a minimum.
Cheers
Lets rewind a bit... My name is Wayne (aka Dave) and for the past 4 years I have been having orthodontic treatment in preparation for orthognathic surgery. I didn't expect it to take this long, in fact I thought the whole process would have been done and dusted within 2 and a half years. Although, I have been blessed with two gorgeous children since my treatment began and time seems to have passed pretty quickly.
So why did I choose to go through all of this? Well there are lots of reasons but here are the main ones. Eating. Anyone who knows me knows I love eating. I could eat for England. Trouble is for the last 30 odd years, I have had to eat like a caveman. Tearing at my food because my teeth don't bite together properly at the front and chewing behind my hands as I'm conscious that I look like Les Dawson chewing a fruit gum. Besides which my molar teeth only meet on one side which can't be a good thing long term. Because of the chewing difficulty and the paranoia, I have always swallowed my food as soon as physically possible which can't have done my digestive system much good either.
Smiling. If I'm honest I'm not such a fan of smiling as I am of eating. Perhaps that's because I've never been able to do it properly. Believe me, I have tried but photographs are the worst. Especially when the person with the camera is either a perfectionist or incompetent. You know the ones, where you are holding a grin which becomes more and more strained with every passing second. Well I can't be arsed with that. I nearly always end up with a straight face in photographs just to avoid a permanent reminder of my unwanted ability to gurn at every joyous occasion.
Anyway, I could go on but I won't. It's time for the kids to go to bed and I need to indulge in my favourite hobby - eating. My last curry before I go under the knife (or saw). I wonder how they'll taste when they're put through the smoothie machine. For those of you not bored to tears by all of this, I'll try and keep this blog regularly updated and eventually put some photos up. I'll be as honest as I can be and possibly quite graphic in places but I'll try and keep the bad language to a minimum.
Cheers
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