In preparation for my surgery, I learned about the fact that my nerves would be damaged during the reconstruction of my jaw. I was told about the risks involved, such as having some permanent numbness in my face. I was told that the worst part of the immediate post surgery experience was the feeling of pressure, which was true.
After the surgery, my face was truly numb. In fact, I was told by my nurses (I have NO recollection of this) that in the first few days after the surgery, I kept touching my nose and asking "WHAT IS THIS?"
So I was delighted when about a week after the surgery, my face started tingling. It was actually a pleasant sensation. By the end of two weeks, I could feel my cheeks and chin when I touched them, with only one clearly numb spot on the left side of the bottom of my chin.
Jump to day 21 after the surgery. You know that spot on the left side of the bottom of my chin that I couldn't feel? I started feeling ALL THE FEELS!
I'm not going to lie to you blogpeeps. When nerves regenerate, it f**king hurts. The good news is that it means I am regaining all the sensation in my face. The bad news is that around 4pm each day since June 11th, I have wanted to crawl under the bed in my lovely recuperation cottage with a bottle of tequila and cry.
And of course I can't. Well, of course I can cry, but I can't have the tequila. I CAN have Tramadol in limited quantities. It dulls the pain, but does not make it go away.
So, I have not felt up to writing any blogs that talk about the time leading up the surgery, or the surgery itself, or my wonderful doctors who are helping me through this journey.
Instead, I am going to spend some time talking to you about food.
For the first two weeks after the surgery, I was on a liquid diet. Ever single thing I drank had to be blended and then strained. Even broth.
Blogpeeps, here is a very sad truth about this phase of my recovery. On the 10th day on the liquid diet, I actually salivated when watching a dog food commercial.
Also, I may the only jaw surgery patient in the history of jaw surgery that spent the entire time I was on the liquid diet watching the Food Network.
So at my two week appointment, when my doctor told me I could switch to a blended diet, I actually clapped my hands like a seal.
I then did what my nurses tell me every single patient does after they get this welcome news. I made a beeline to a decent grocery store and threw anything that looked good into my cart. Anything. Because anything can be blended in a Vitamix.
I love my Vitamix. I want to marry it.
Why is a Vitamix the only blender you will want to purchase if you are going to have jaw surgery? To find out, you must watch this:
Are you done? Good. Thank you for following instructions. Now you will understand this analogy. A regular blender is the switchblade the guy pulls on Mick Dundee. And the Vitamix? It's the machete Mick pulls out in response.
My Vitamix and I have had some adventures trying to satisfy my finicky palate until the day I can move to the next phase of my recovery. (That would be the "soft chew.")
And since I am recovering in the fruit and vegetable paradise that is Santa Barbara California, this has involved some food adventures for this east coast girl.
Stay tuned blog peeps! If you are interested in learning how to turn every single food group into a bisque, you are in the right place.