I kept feeling a tug on the back of my shirt and a little voice saying, "Mom, I don't feel so good", but I ignored little Saedra thinking... "girl you have no idea about not feeling good, you're fine, just look at your sister for Pete's sake!". The nurse said is your daughter okay? I'm like, she just had a hammer and chisel taken to her nose- what do you think-and besides you're the nurse! I didn't actually say that, just thought it. She was actually referring to the daughter standing behind me whose eyes were rolling back and about to pass out. Saedra's dreams of being a surgeon were crushed to bits after this experience!
Be prepared for this infinite entry documenting her first 7 days of recovery. I need to get a softer chair to do this post... my butt's sore already! I assure you that I did get Kendree's permission to take these photos every day so I could journal them... I doubt the Percacet high had any influence at all on her decision.
Day 1 she was very out of it, but what a trooper! Day 2 she goes back to Pryor to get the packing removed (those things were monsterous). Her whole face is swollen and she has alot of drainage. She's taking vicaden every 4 hours... even through the night.Bruising is starting to turn yellow and fade. Swelling is starting to go down, it hurts to smile, but the pain killers are workin'!By day 6 she can smile and joke around a little... yeah, Kendree's coming back! Tomorrow the cast comes off and the splints inside the nose come out (this was quite painful).Now she only has to wear the cast at night for 1 week. She misses the Vicaden -tylenol just isn't the same! I think she's having withdrawls.A special thank you to those of you who stopped by to visit, or brought a meal, or made a phone call in concern for Kendree. This was a difficult and emotional time, but we're so grateful for good friends and family that made it a million times better. We love you all!