Nose Job

He did it! Jason's nose might actually have passage! Four weeks after Jason's sinus surgery we are still a little unclear of the final results . . .

Jason has been continually sick for lets say (oh, I won't, he will definitely argue it with me). BUT, long enough that I was done! I was not the one sick, but I'm sure I complained the most.



Anyway, Jason has never really been able to breath through his nose and during allergy season it is total blockage. Beyond this, he was sure he had arthritis, his joints had been giving him a lot of trouble, and he had gone through a few major doses of antibiotics. After a good friend of ours, and doctor, told him to be careful he could get a brain infection, we decided to get serious. Jason first went to a rheumatologist who, after several tests and x-rays, told him he had a little arthritis and A LOT of fluid in his joints. The only way it could have this much fluid would be from a chronic infection. Voila! Back to the nose and constant sinus infections! So, now on to the ENT. Surgery was scheduled.

DAY OF SURGERY: I laugh at my approach to situations and life in general. An example . . . Jason was scheduled for surgery on a Friday. We wouldn't know the time until the night before, but luckily Jason's mom was in town and available to watch the kids. When we found out the surgery was going to be at 11:30 a.m. and last a couple of hours. I figured, great! we will be home by 2:30 p.m., Jason will sleep and I will finish my list of errands, etc. HA! By 3:30 p.m. the doctor finally came out to tell me the surgery was more in-depth than he had anticipated due to build-up of the bone from infection, but Jason should be coming down to recovery in 1/2 hour. By 4:30 I get a call from the nurse, "I'm sorry, I should have called you before. Jason keeps telling us he can't breath. We gave him a breathing treatment, but every time he falls asleep he stops breathing. The doctors think we might be able to send him home, but I really think he should stay overnight." Up until now I was pretty calm, but not breathing?? She would call me when they sent him to recovery. Another 1/2 hour goes by and I get a call to go to room 5, I wait, and wait - no Jason. Finally, after another 25 minutes I get snoopy and start looking around. Jason is in a different room! That's when my tears want to come, but I don't enjoy being the weepy wife. I realize that the anesthesia has set in so deep that Jason's breathing drops off when he sleeps and has to stay on oxygen. We ended up staying overnight, my parents kept the kids, and Jason kept growling at the machine that beeped every time his oxygen got low. So, I didn't get any errands done that afternoon ;)

All in all, we are optimistic about the results and he has been healthy since!