So I've been self-conscious of my nose since I was about 14. Now I'm 20. No one ever made fun of it or anything, and I can't recall just one day waking up and hating it. It might have been a gradual process. Anyways over the six years I would go through phases where I was feeling so-so about my nose, but the majority of the time I despised taking pictures of myself, and every time I'd look in a mirror, my nose would be the first thing I notice. I would analyze every aspect of my nose. It became an obsession. I just wanted some improvement so I wouldn't mind people seeing me from the side. I didn't want my nose to be the first thing people notice about me!
So what bothered me most? The hump. It's actually a pseudo-hump because the area between my eyes, the radix I believe, is too low. It creates the illusion of a bump. Also, my collumella hung too low, and you could see my nostrils too much for my liking! I have tiny red veins on the inside of my nostrils so each day I had to use cover up to make it look less red. Even frontal pictures bothered me because of the way the lighting hit my face; with the radix so low, it made it look like a dark crease between my eyes as opposed to a smooth nose up and down. Does that make sense?
Once I had my first job in my senior year of high school, I vowed to save up the money for a rhinoplasty. After two years I had enough tucked away to feel comfortable with seeking out a doctor. Thankfully my family and friends were supportive and understood that I would be the one living with my nose for the rest of my life! It made sense to do it while I was young and healthy, that way I ~hopefully~ could live out my life without a constant battle with my nose.
So I've spent hours upon hours researching rhinoplasty doctors, reading reviews, and learning the proper terms for describing my nose. Originally I was going to wait until this fall to have surgery, but I thought, "Why push it off? I want it done now!" So in January I had a consultation with Dr. Theodore Golden. I live about 50min away from his office. I had heard about Dr. Golden's lack of bedside manners, but personally I found him quirky and very kind. Not once did I feel rushed or ignored during my consultation. Now I know it's advised to have more than one consultation, but I broke that rule and scheduled a date for surgery. I was told my hump would be shaved to give a straight profile, my collumella shaved a tad bit along with the nasal spine. My septum would be broken to straighten it AND allow my entire nose to be deprojected. No work would be done on my tip, which as Dr.Golden described, was perfect. I was fine with my tip to begin with so that was good news =) I know swelling on the tip tends to take longer to go down, so hopefully I won't be dealing with that. Dr.Golden assured me I would NOT have a piggy nose, but I'm aware that the first few weeks post-op are when the swelling tends to give it such a look.
Fast forward to my final pre-op appointment. We went over my pictures and confirmed what would be done to my nose. Also, what would NOT be done. One of my nostrils is a bit larger than the other, and he said that wouldn't change. That's okay, because that didn't bother me before either (I had noticed it when looking at my nose from below, but who does that anyways? lol) . My main concerns were the hump and collumella.
Now surgery day. I was nervous as heck of course. My mom went with me. In the waiting room we met the mother of another girl who was having surgery before me. Dr. Golden came out and hugged me, telling me not to worry because he knew what he was doing. Haha. I can tell he takes a lot of pride in what he does, which is good. Eek I was afraid of the twilight sedation, because I've heard stories of people hearing the bone break and whatnot.
Once in my gown (I still had my yoga pants on, just not my shirt), I was given the IV. Yadda yadda, it feel weird and I recall saying, "Ohh I feel it now!" once everyone went blurry. I think the procedure started around noon. I DO remember hearing a crunching sound, and him scraping my hump. And tugging which very faintly hurt, but nothing big. This was what I was afraid of, however, rest assured that you are so drugged up that such sounds will not bother you! I didn't care at all, and found it a little interesting haha. Next thing I know, I'm resting in the chair for a while. It's 2:45pm by then. The nurses are very attentive and sat beside me while I came around. Apparently I swallowed blood so I was nauseous and expected to puke. My eyes felt so heavy and disorientated when I tried to open them. I just wanted to go to sleep. My throat was super dry as well. I remember coughing a few times.
Once I was well enough to get into the wheelchair, I was taken to the recovery room. I told them my mom could come in. We just sat around for a while. One of the nurses kept asking if I was feeling okay. They didn't want to give me water because that would make me more sick, but the whole time that was the only thing I wanted. Just some water. I was given a wet rag to wipe the blood off of my lips. I finally did puke up a little bit of blood and felt better. They wanted me to use the bathroom before leaving but I just didn't have to. It was a relief to be able to go home. I had my foam u-shaped pillow and a dolphin pillow pet to rest my head on. It was comfy. Upon getting home I rested on the couch for a while, and my cat kept me company ;) My room is upstairs, so my mom helped me up there because it's more quiet and away from the noise of two yappy dogs and a little sister ahah. I took sips of water, had a single bite of toast. Dr. Golden called to check up on me and said I shouldn't take the vicodin until I had some proper protein in me. Around 9pm I felt better after napping for so long, and had some scrambled eggs to take my medicine with. Sleeping on my back was annoying but not unbearable. Now I feel much better, but look terrible as expected haha. I had a good breakfast this morning. I have to change my drip pad on occasion but there's not a ton of bleeding at least. It looks piggy when I go to change the pads, but it's so funny looking that I don't mind at all. I know it'll change as the swelling goes down in time. Anyways here I am, typing this up before I forget anything. I might post pictures coming up by right now I don't feel comfortable doing so. I WILL eventually, because personally my favorite reviews are the ones with pictures. Thanks for reading!