||[Dec. 21st, 2004|01:22 pm]
The hateful packing is out of my nose, and I'm feeling much better. Pain level downgraded from agony to annoyance. It feels like when you're at the beach and accidentally suck seawater up your nose, which is a vast improvement over how it felt yesterday, when I would have sworn there were power tools implanted in my sinus cavities.
Husband is traumatized by sitting through the appointment with me, while the doctor removed the packing and did several extremely painful things to me with various instruments. He gets brownie points for not passing out and remaining sympathetic.
The Boy is much relieved. He has spent the day climbing on me and staring at my face anxiously to make sure the packing hasn't mysteriously re-appeared.
I get the splints removed Friday morning. I think everyone at the doctor's office hates me because the doctor didn't realize they were closed Friday for Christmas and is making his staff come in for the morning. Nice Christmas present for me, but sucky for the staff.