Maxillary sinus pain numbness

my daughter was born via planned c-section in april of 2020. recovery was fine, no issues, scar looks great. i had nexplanon inserted at my 6 week check up and removed in June of 2023. i did not have a period while i had the implant, but it started within a few weeks of having the implant removed and it’s been on time and regular every month.
here’s my problem - since the implant was removed, every month when i get my period there’s a painful pull in my right pelvic/lower abdominal area throughout the entire 4 days, but especially when i go from sitting to standing. recently, i’ve been feeling random bits of pain along my scar (but like, on the inside) even when i am not menstruating. i’ve also noticed an itch in that lower right area that i cannot scratch because it’s either still numb, or because it’s not on the surface.
i can’t think of a better way to explain this, so i apologize if it makes no sense! i’m just wondering if there’s anyone else that’s had similar issues or if anyone else has experienced any complications years after the procedure?

So the last couple months I’ve been dealing with what I thought was extremely somatic anxiety. Until I got some blood work done and it came back that my ANA levels were elevated. (1:160 homogeneous, nuclear) I have a mild family history of autoimmune diseases, my mom has lupus and my grandmother has celiac disease.
Over the last few months I’ve been trying to treat myself for the anxiety but I’m afraid that whatever is actually wrong with me I’m only making worse with intensive exercise and work. I’ve tried to fill my time with those things as a result I’m completely exhausted.
Symptom wise things haven’t gotten any better mostly it appears I’m suffering from neurological effects of whatever’s going on.

• patches of skin that feel like they’re burning
  
• nonstop tingling
  
• brain fog and confusion
  

-numbness

• twitching

But there are now some other things that have popped up causing concern

• joint pain
  
• random muscle aches
  
• a weird redness on my cheeks
  
• fatigue
  
• pain in my chest
  

I’m worried I’ve developed lupus and based on the extensive amount of reading I’ve done I feel like it has mostly ruined any sense of a normal life people have had. Furthermore as a single white dude, I know it is rare for my demographic, but I feel like it’s really gonna be hard. Like I don’t have anyone to help me, I’m supposed to be the one making life happen, providing and building. I feel like I’m losing myself and I’m real scared. My rheumatologist has ordered some more test I get done today but in all honesty I don’t think it’s looking too good for me. I get sick a lot more than anyone else I know like I at least miss a few days of work every month, I always just figured I was weak but now I’m starting to think it wasn’t my fault.

it was 20 minutes, i can’t stop crying. not cuz of pain but i just really emotional right now. i’m still really numb as well. i guess im one of those patients that reacts really emotionally to the medication.

Clovis had… disappeared again. Sometime during the feast, Olivia had lost him for a few minutes, and that was more than enough to crawl through some hole and disappear somewhere. Probably in some noble lady’s tent sleeping off the hangover, or perhaps drinking right away just to numb the pain. Not that Olivia cared anymore, she was still way to pissed at him over the whole being late-thing. And so, she spent the morning at the coast, just sitting on a piece of driftwood and watching the first rays of sunlight reflecting against the waves. Some distance away her ship was swaying gently in the water, it’s folded sails still flapped a little in the mild breeze
She took a deep breath.
The morning was fresh, even with the coat she was wearing. Her cheeks had also taken on a bit of a red colour from the sea breeze. Or was it the bottle of wine at her feet? Funny. Olivia had always hounded her brother over drinking constantly, yet she too reached for a bottle whenever there was nothing else to do.
She took another sip, savouring both the taste and the warmth it spread through her body. Olivia could hear the sounds of the camp waking up behind her, the clatter of pots, the murmur of voices, the occasional shout somewhere. But she couldn't bring herself to move just yet. Perhaps it was the exhaustion from sleeping so little after the feast, or maybe the drink, or maybe she just enjoyed the moment too much.
Another few moments passed, Olivia dug her heels into the sand, and just watched on. Maybe it was the solitude, or maybe it was the drink, but soon she started to hum. And sooner even that hum turned into a song.
“Yo, ho, all together
Hoist the colours high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die…”

My brain is so empty yet I can’t stop thinking
My body constantly tense
Constantly on an emotional edge
I thought I got rid of the numb
But it’s back again
Back to crying myself asleep
Back to pushing everything down
Back to barely surviving
I hate numb
I’ve felt anger, grief, pain, sadness
Nothing compares to numb
Constant worry
Constant fear
Constant tears
Constant lies
Yet constant nothing
Numb again
It never goes away
It hides away until you can’t handle it
It never comes when you can prevent it
It never comes at the good times
It’s always here on the worst days
It’s always here when you have no one
You can’t escape it
It never leaves
You never notice it
It never shows
Maybe that’s why it’s so bad
This battle is never won
This battle is constant
Not a constant daily battle
But a battle that takes breaks
Long breaks
Breaks that make it seem like it’s all over
Then one day you’re back in the trenches
Back to the lonely trenches
Where nobody is let in
Nobody can see in
Nobody’s truly told how bad they are
Except for you and your pillow
Because that’s where the trenches are
You want people to know
You want them to understand
But how
You don’t know how to explain
Explain how you look okay
Explain how you’re fine during the day
Explain how you’re okay until you’re alone
Explain how you’re this bad all of the sudden
Explain how bad it hurts
Explain a feeling that you can’t put in words
But how
You have no idea
How do I look okay
How am I fine during the day
How am I okay until I’m alone
How am i supposed to tell them it’s this bad
It’s gone on for so long
You’ve hidden it too long
Nobody knows
So will anyone understand
Understand how you’re not okay
Understand why you didn’t let them in
Understand that on the outside you’re okay
Yet understand your not on the inside
Understand why they didn’t notice
But why not just tell them
You’re hurting
It’s bad again
You’re not okay
You cry yourself asleep
You don’t say a thing because
What about their pain
What are they dealing with
What if they ask questions
What will they think
These things stop you from telling them
It’s stops you because you don’t want to think
You don’t want to explain
You don’t want more pain
You don’t want more worry
You don’t want more tears
You don’t want them to hurt because of you
You don’t want any of this
You don’t want to be numb
Yet it’s here again
Not letting you think
Not letting you relax
Not letting you breathe
Not letting you sleep
Not letting you feel
Because you’re numb again
Maybe this time will be easier
Maybe since you’ve been here time after time
Maybe they’ll finally notice
Maybe you’ll finally tell them
Or
Maybe this time it’s harder
Maybe they’ll never know
Maybe you don’t survive this numb
Maybe the last thing you feel is numb
The one thing about being numb again is
No matter how many times you’ve been here
No matter how long you’ve been there
No matter where you are
No matter if they know
You never know what to expect
Except your brain is empty but you can’t stop thinking
Because you’re numb again

New to this but this is Numb
My brain is so empty yet I can’t stop thinking
My body constantly tense
Constantly on an emotional edge
I thought I got rid of the numb
But it’s back again
Back to crying myself asleep
Back to pushing everything down
Back to barely surviving
I hate numb
I’ve felt anger, grief, pain, sadness
Nothing compares to numb
Constant worry
Constant fear
Constant tears
Constant lies
Yet constant nothing
Numb again
It never goes away
It hides away until you can’t handle it
It never comes when you can prevent it
It never comes at the good times
It’s always here on the worst days
It’s always here when you have no one
You can’t escape it
It never leaves
You never notice it
It never shows
Maybe that’s why it’s so bad
This battle is never won
This battle is constant
Not a constant daily battle
But a battle that takes breaks
Long breaks
Breaks that make it seem like it’s all over
Then one day you’re back in the trenches
Back to the lonely trenches
Where nobody is let in
Nobody can see in
Nobody’s truly told how bad they are
Except for you and your pillow
Because that’s where the trenches are
You want people to know
You want them to understand
But how
You don’t know how to explain
Explain how you look okay
Explain how you’re fine during the day
Explain how you’re okay until you’re alone
Explain how you’re this bad all of the sudden
Explain how bad it hurts
Explain a feeling that you can’t put in words
But how
You have no idea
How do I look okay
How am I fine during the day
How am I okay until I’m alone
How am i supposed to tell them it’s this bad
It’s gone on for so long
You’ve hidden it too long
Nobody knows
So will anyone understand
Understand how you’re not okay
Understand why you didn’t let them in
Understand that on the outside you’re okay
Yet understand your not on the inside
Understand why they didn’t notice
But why not just tell them
You’re hurting
It’s bad again
You’re not okay
You cry yourself asleep
You don’t say a thing because
What about their pain
What are they dealing with
What if they ask questions
What will they think
These things stop you from telling them
It’s stops you because you don’t want to think
You don’t want to explain
You don’t want more pain
You don’t want more worry
You don’t want more tears
You don’t want them to hurt because of you
You don’t want any of this
You don’t want to be numb
Yet it’s here again
Not letting you think
Not letting you relax
Not letting you breathe
Not letting you sleep
Not letting you feel
Because you’re numb again
Maybe this time will be easier
Maybe since you’ve been here time after time
Maybe they’ll finally notice
Maybe you’ll finally tell them
Or
Maybe this time it’s harder
Maybe they’ll never know
Maybe you don’t survive this numb
Maybe the last thing you feel is numb
The one thing about being numb again is
No matter how many times you’ve been here
No matter how long you’ve been there
No matter where you are
No matter if they know
You never know what to expect
Except your brain is empty but you can’t stop thinking
Because you’re numb again

New to this but this is Numb
My brain is so empty yet I can’t stop thinking
My body constantly tense
Constantly on an emotional edge
I thought I got rid of the numb
But it’s back again
Back to crying myself asleep
Back to pushing everything down
Back to barely surviving
I hate numb
I’ve felt anger, grief, pain, sadness
Nothing compares to numb
Constant worry
Constant fear
Constant tears
Constant lies
Yet constant nothing
Numb again
It never goes away
It hides away until you can’t handle it
It never comes when you can prevent it
It never comes at the good times
It’s always here on the worst days
It’s always here when you have no one
You can’t escape it
It never leaves
You never notice it
It never shows
Maybe that’s why it’s so bad
This battle is never won
This battle is constant
Not a constant daily battle
But a battle that takes breaks
Long breaks
Breaks that make it seem like it’s all over
Then one day you’re back in the trenches
Back to the lonely trenches
Where nobody is let in
Nobody can see in
Nobody’s truly told how bad they are
Except for you and your pillow
Because that’s where the trenches are
You want people to know
You want them to understand
But how
You don’t know how to explain
Explain how you look okay
Explain how you’re fine during the day
Explain how you’re okay until you’re alone
Explain how you’re this bad all of the sudden
Explain how bad it hurts
Explain a feeling that you can’t put in words
But how
You have no idea
How do I look okay
How am I fine during the day
How am I okay until I’m alone
How am i supposed to tell them it’s this bad
It’s gone on for so long
You’ve hidden it too long
Nobody knows
So will anyone understand
Understand how you’re not okay
Understand why you didn’t let them in
Understand that on the outside you’re okay
Yet understand your not on the inside
Understand why they didn’t notice
But why not just tell them
You’re hurting
It’s bad again
You’re not okay
You cry yourself asleep
You don’t say a thing because
What about their pain
What are they dealing with
What if they ask questions
What will they think
These things stop you from telling them
It’s stops you because you don’t want to think
You don’t want to explain
You don’t want more pain
You don’t want more worry
You don’t want more tears
You don’t want them to hurt because of you
You don’t want any of this
You don’t want to be numb
Yet it’s here again
Not letting you think
Not letting you relax
Not letting you breathe
Not letting you sleep
Not letting you feel
Because you’re numb again
Maybe this time will be easier
Maybe since you’ve been here time after time
Maybe they’ll finally notice
Maybe you’ll finally tell them
Or
Maybe this time it’s harder
Maybe they’ll never know
Maybe you don’t survive this numb
Maybe the last thing you feel is numb
The one thing about being numb again is
No matter how many times you’ve been here
No matter how long you’ve been there
No matter where you are
No matter if they know
You never know what to expect
Except your brain is empty but you can’t stop thinking
Because you’re numb again

Heyos, Im curious to know what was the tipping point for you guys to start seeking medical treatment? I've had migraines and headaches for as long as I can remember, every time Ive talked to doctors about it I didn't feel like they understood or even care, so I've been pretty reluctant and avoident to ask for their help.
But yeah these few weeks have been sooooo devastating emotionally and physically man, right now my bf is on its way to the pharmacy cuz I already took all the painkillers I had (even tho they never did much in the first place, I end up finding a good one but then some time later it just kinda stops working??) I've been waking up so frequently with this tension or sinus headache that just turns into an 7 or 8/10 migraine on one side, nothing helps, my eye keeps crying by itself, I cannot go outside or do anything, I just keep switching from sofa to bed and honestly I feel a bit desperate and so fucking tired of this condition it feels like my body is fighting against me and I cannot understand what to do with myself, I don't know how to help myself
So yeah, I feel like I'm reaching a point that I need to ask for help...I've been having a migraine for 10h now but the pain has come down a little bit enough for me to to write this, and yeah when I feel better again I would like to read your experiences or tips and when it was that you guys stated to seek medical help
(Also I am a bit lost on where to start looking?? If anybody is from Portugal and knows where maybe I should start, maybe this is a stupid question but I do feel very confused and my brain is not Abel to think properly )
Other alternative medicine that helped you is also welcome btw

Hey everyone
So for about 8 years I've been dealing with annoying symptoms. I've always loved sports and gym training and first symptoms were I started losing "touch" of my left side. Right side tensed up. I started to lose strenght.
(Warning, long list incoming.)
Then came numbness and coldness of feet and hands. Dry mouth, too little saliva. Thorasic spine pain (touch sensitive), lower back pain, neck tension 24/7, pain on bottom of both feet. Vasomotor rhnitis, nose itches and leaks everyday. Difficult to breath deep relaxed without tensing wrong places. Face and head itches as soon I start to eat something. Weird itching on legs and hands. Brain fog, hard to focus and short memory problems. Dry eyes and sensitive to bright lights especially outside. Pelvic floor issues, I go toilet alot, cannot empty well and cant hold properly. Digestion issues, never ending thirstiness...No matter what I eat Im bloated and fart ALOT. I've become careless and hard to find enjoyment about anything. Minor balance problems and dizziness when standing up and walk (blood veins at hands visually disappear completely?). Pressure feeling in head when crouching
Was there anything special around year when symptoms started to show up? Yes, removal surgey of palatine tonsils. I have no idea how that could possibly affect.
I've visited physiotherapists, doctors, chiropractors. Only minor short term help. Expensive whole body MRI was ok. Im going to see neurologist first time in 2 weeks. I really hope he takes my case seriously.
Do these sound like dysautonomia issues or something else?
Edit. At the moment its pretty strange Im struggling with all these annoying symptoms but I can work two months in a row doing shift work and double shifts without getting tired too much. Its like Im going with autopilot. And these symptoms were present before I even started to work so much so its not the cause.

Im 8dpo (31F lap turned abdominal. Kept ovaries and cervix) and i think im past the worst of it. While im still pretty much couch ridden, I figured I would put this out there to maybe help someone else preparing for their surgery! Obviously we all know these experiences are highly personal and will not be exactly like anyone elses experience, but I personally found it helpful gathering peoples experiences and reflecting based on what I know about myself so I thought id write the kind of post Id want to read! I tried to make easy to skim but also included plenty of details!
Heres some things Im glad I did beforehand

• washed and changed my bed sheets -cleaned my bathroom well
• moved things i knew i would need to a hight where I don’t have to bend down to get them. I moved my toilet paper to easy accessible places, my pj shirts and underwear on top of my dresser. Set up a bed stand for water and meds. Also moved my fridge around.
• as for buying stuff, i mostly had everything i needed but was glad to have comfy sweat pants, backless slippers and highwasted underwear. Also those rechargeable battery bricks were handy for charging my phone in the hospital or sitting somewhere not near an outlet. -exercised. Dont stress about this one, i know chronic pain is often the reason for this surgery. I had to stop my routine months before surgery for this reason. But I was glad to be familiar with proper squat form and have strong arms and legs to help get myself up and down without using my core. I also did yoga therapy that helped me understand how to transfer my weight to different parts of my body which helped too!

Heres some things i was extremely stressed about but ended up not being a problem
-Food. My mom came and cooked me some large portion of meals. I ended up throwing most of it away. The idea was to freeze some of it but it was too much of a hassle. I didn’t have much of an appetite and definitely gravitated towards things in the BRAT diet especially bread. I spent the first few days eating like i had the flu and was really sensitive to grease. My mom made wedding soup and it was too greasy. I think i could have survived this week just on a package of bagels and different spreads.
-cleaning and chores. Im pretty sure I have OCD.. this experience has confirmed it. I looked out at my thriving garden yesterday and said to my partner absent mindedly “wow. Things really thrive when im not out there being over involved “ and like wow that is a lesson i did not expect to learn. My partner has been clearing the dishes each day and did some more involved chores once this week. So if you live alone I would advise paper plates and maybe some to help ya once a week for the first week at least.
-in terms of my surgery i was really scared of having a catheter which i did end up needing to have for a day. It was weird but not at all painful. Honestly it was kind of the worst part of my recovery so far just because i felt i had to pee so bad while it was in. Idk if thats typical. Taking it out was not at all painful but also weird. They used the catheter to put sterile water back in my bladder. As soon as i felt a twinge of uncomfortable full feeling i told my nurse. She removed the catheter and i peed it back out no problem.
-being bored. This week has felt like one day. Since it takes me 10x as long to do anything, the days are flying by. I got myself plenty of low key things to do (crafts, activity books, ect) and haven’t even had time to do any of them yet! I still have a feeling this will change in the coming weeks though..
-having enough help. I secretly wished one of my friends or family members would stay with me for a while just so I could be the solo focus of their attention. I live with my partner and two dogs and he has been totally enough support. I needed help getting up and down up until about day 5. He also makes my meals and cleans them up for me and would bring me my meds and water the first few days. I think it makes sense if you live alone to have someone stay a week with you, but ive been fine and honestly anytime someone has come to “help” its just felt draining. I didn’t know how much of a hermit I would wana be.
-my dogs. I piled myself in pillows if i was sitting on the couch with them. I also had a no chew spray near by that we used when they were pups but only had to use it one time. My partner helped to coral them the first few days too. I have not yet been puppy stomped
-the stairs. Its been fine I just have to go slow.
Heres some things I found out along the way that were helpful

• keep cough drops in your pocket. Coughing aint fun and my throat was irritated from being intubated for about 4 days after surgery. Also keep the paper so you can spit em out when they’ve done the job if you want. I started getting a tummy ache from having too many.

-keep lil pillows by your toilet. The hospital gave me one that was plasticy and easy to wipe off (like an outdoor pillow insert). Or even a balled up towel would work. I couldn’t wear a binder because of all my incisions but this helped take the pressure off my stomach/incisions when i needed to have a bowel movement.
-if you stack pillows on either side of you, they can act as “arms” that are handy to push down on when you get up.
-sip your water and take your stool softeners as soon as they say you can! It took me until day 4 to poop but it was no problem when it happened.
-lots of deep slow breaths to calm your nerves and pain.

• those squeezable applesauce packs. Great for when you take your pain pills.

Heres some challenges I encountered that surprised me.
-my throat was so sore! For the first 4 days my throat was irritating, it felt like I had a flap of skin sticking down. The first day it hurt but the rest was just so annoying.

• breathing was a challenge. The first few days i was in bed, it was hard to breathe. I couldn’t take a Deep belly breath because of my incisions. I tried to regularly take a big breath filling my lungs though. Once i started being able to get up and walk around it became less of a problem. I think they have a tool for this at the hospital too but i was not offered it and forgot to ask.

-always laying on my back is getting old. I haven’t quite figured it out yet but im getting there.
-not really a challenge but my lower belly is numb. Apparently that can just happen (even long term). Which has actually been helpful since I can’t feel my lower abdominal incision at all
Lastly!! The pain/symptom scale: Day 0: honestly don’t remember much except feeling i need to pee and my throat being sore. Day 1: was still in the hospital. Pain like cramps and burning pain near certain incisions. I was able to walk the hall but very tired after. Sore throat. Day 2: burning pain near bellybutton incisions. Heavy lung feeling. Left the hospital. Day 3: heavy lung feeling. Pinching pain in incisions whenever I stood or sat. Had some moderate discharge that was yellowish with red and brown. Otherwise no pain Day 4: more like a sharp ache when i stood/sat. Discharge again but a very light amount. Day 5: felt strides..any pain was mild cramping. Tried to shower myself and make myself breakfast which led me to be very tired for the rest of the day. Day 6: most tired yet. Pain the same Day 7: felt like turning a page. Pain very little and energy very good.

My cat Kumatora (Tori for short, 13F) has lived a highly sheltered and comfortable life with me and my parents since we got her when she was a 3-month-old kitten. Our household is very quiet, with no other pets or young children, and guests being very rare. We always give her lots of attention, and spend a lot of money ensuring she gets whatever she wants, within reason. As such, there has been an understanding that she is spoiled, and prior to the issues at hand here, it was generally amusing when she really wanted something or got mad. For example, she really enjoyed sitting in open windows, and would throw temper tantrums in the days following weather being comfortable enough to have them open - throwing her poops out of the litter box, knocking stuff off tables, that kind of thing. Obviously we all still love and care for her dearly, but it's like how some people think it's funny when toddlers think it's the end of the world when they, like, don't get McDonald's for dinner.
About a month ago, she started meowing dramatically, and was dragging around one of her hind legs. We took her to the vet, where they x-ray'd her, ran blood work, and did other yearly check-up things, only to find nothing visibly wrong. She did not seem to be in any pain, and the only spot of numbness was her paw pad, so the vet concluded she had nerve damage and sent her back with us. In spite of this, her quality of life declined, although she was in generally good health. She hid under my parent's bed for a while, leaving only to eat and use the litter box. Eventually we moved her into a spare room without furniture to hide under so that she would at least be easily accessible if/when we needed to bring her back to the vet. During this time, given the knowledge I had as provided by our vet, I joked with friends that she was just being a drama queen, only enticed by treats to escape her moping, like an aging Shakespearean actress.
Starting last week, though, she stopped pooping, and later stopped eating everything but her preferred treats. That also happened to be the time of my graduation from graduate school, and we had a vacation planned, so she was left to be boarded at the vet's for 6 days. The experience was generally unpleasant for her, because in addition to the discomfort she was in prior, she hates the vet - usually we leave her by herself when we go on vacation, with a neighbor coming by daily to scoop her litter box, but thought boarding with them would be best given her issues. They ran several additional (costly) tests on her, and found that she had a congenital heart defect, as well as a heart murmur, and heart disease. As such, it was determined that she may have had a blood clot which caused her foot numbness, but the signs of that are inconsistent, and the vets still aren't 100% sure whether it was that or a nerve issue. Either way, the stress of the mobility issue and the vets stay put a lot of stress on her heart, and she's worse off than ever before - she's barely eating, doesn't want to be brushed anymore, has trouble grooming, barely gets out of her cat bed, and is purring constantly like cats do when they're hurt. It's clear that she is not enjoying life in the state she's in, and we're looking into at-home euthanasia at this point.
...And now I feel terrible for being so flippant about her discomfort before. It's not even like this affected how quickly we sought medical care - we brought her in as soon as we noticed the issue, and contacted the vet several times over phone to make sure that the care decisions we were making were appropriate. I just feel bad for the way I perceived her and talked about her with others when this is clearly significantly negatively affecting her. I guess I was hoping that she would just snap out of it one day, that her foot would magically regain sensation and she'd be her usual self and this would be another funny story to tell at parties. I wonder if we should have cancelled our vacation so that she wouldn't need to spend as much time at the vet's. Her heart problems may not have been discovered, but it would have been less stress put on her, which may have increased her chances of recovery. I also feel like it would have been the typical "internet pet parent" thing to do - toss aside all plans and direct all attention towards ensuring our pet is as comfortable and happy as possible. Reading stories of pet parents having to euthanize 15+ year-old cats after years-long battles with cancer or kidney disease, her decline seems so... quick, and premature.
And so I'm looking for support here. Anyone else struggle with not feeling attached/worried enough about unwell pets? I used to be super anxious and catastrophize things like this, but now I feel like the pendulum's swung too hard in the opposite direction, and I'm too detached - or at least I was in weeks prior. Do I have, like, pet parent imposter syndrome - is that a thing? Or am I genuinely selfish and insensitive and should never care for a cat again? :(

tl;dr : after a lot of pain my gf put me through, i feel like she has finally decided to make some changes. but i am very depressed, and am not sure i even love her anymore. i wish that i could and that this could work. do you have examples of similar situations that ended up working ? i know the obvious answer is "stop that shit", but i really would want this to work.
I am going through a reaallyyyy hard time, and I don't know what to do. I met my gf (let's call her that for now) in october 2020, we really quickly fell in love (classic lesbian situation) and got officially together in a month or two. We were so in love that we were talking big ; i want to marry you later, i want to live with you, i want to have a kid with you.. We were living near each other at the beginning of the relationship.
There was some issue in this relationship, mostly concerning an ex (F35) (15 year relation, from 16 to 29) being still very present in her life, to the point she was sometimes prioritizing her instead of me. Some stuff would drive me crazy, like her not being able to delete some insta posts concerning her ; it was suffocating tbh. Even in her house there would be drawings or pictures of her still lingering, her name is still to this day on the boxletter. She would not spend that much time with her, but anyway they were too close for my own taste. I was not afraid of her cheating on me or whatever, I was just not ok with that. I was not finding where I could fit in all this.
Then, in september 2022, I moved out for my studies, 500km from where we used to live. The summer before me moving out, she had some professional trips, and she never accepted for me to go with her. I learnt later (by stalking her ex... lol) that they actually went hiking together during one of these pro trips ? For information, this ex has a boyfriend, and I really have no doubt about my gf not cheating on me, it is about her not making room for me in her life. This event really got to me, but anyway. Then, she learnt that her ex was pregnant with her bf, and they had a weird fight, they ended up not talking anymore for a few weeks. Her ex had a miscarriage, so her bf called her. Maybe I should add that my gf and her ex don't have a lot of friends, so they don't have a lot of ppl except each other and 2-3 other persons. Anyway, they made up. But my gf had entered a depressive phase, which happens a lot because she has ADHD, and during this whole shenaningan, she was clearly dropping me off, showing less and less concern and attention. It was awful, and she ended up breaking up with me because she couldn't take care of this relationship anymore. She even said during the breakup that she was more afraid of losing her than me. Outch.
Life went on for a few months, and then we saw each other again because I went back for a weekend to where I used to live. Well, we took a coffee and we ended up kissing in the bathroom. We missed each other a lot, and I was still loving her. For a few weeks, we were seeing each other from time to time, going to restaurants, hotels, bars ; very romantic stuffs. I was having a toxic flirt situation with a teacher (45???) from my school at the same time, and I decided to tell her because I didn't want to lie or anything. She was very disappointed and angry, and I was upset because we were not back together at all. She broke up with me, and she was angry because I had been flirting with someone - and that was clearly more of a manipulative relation than anything else with this dude.
Anyway, she told me that she wanted to be with me, she wanted to be serious this time and not fuck up like she did before. She wanted to do better, and was ready. She promised me some stuff and I believed her. Then summer happened, I was back in the town I used to live in for 4 months, and we were back together being very in love. The thing I want to say is that we have undeniable chemistry, we understand each other on a special level, there something very natural and smooth with her. I wouldn't be stuck in this situation otherwise lol.
I went back to my school town, and she went back to being neglectful. On New Year's Eve, I couldn't stay where I was sleeping, and she invited me at her house. She would go to work (yeah she works on events like this), I would stay at her flat and she would come back after work. But just before I arrived, she asked me to join her to her parents' instead. Her parents' house is really close to her's, and they were not there. She told me that I couldn't stay at her flat because her ex and a friend of theirs were staying there because they had nowhere else to go ? And I had to stay at her parents' until she finished her shift. She had to leave for work so I had the worst night of my life, all alone lmao. We talked that night after her shift (she went back to her parents' and we went to her flat to sleep because the two others had left). She was very sad, telling me she wanted me to be more present in her life but that she wasn't succeeding in doing so.
This event really changed something in me, tbh. From there, I was only thinking about breaking up with her, when I was with her in the town I used to live in, I was never in a good mood. I was putting a lot of pressure on her, because I felt like she had to prove something to me, and so the atmosphere was just shitty. She was not doing a lot of effort for coming to my school town, she came like 4 times in two years. We were always bickering, and I was always trying to talk to her about how I was really feeling sad and depressed and that I was considering the break-up. She would be listening, agreeing, but not changing anything. She was getting annoyed that I wasn't able to talk with her without always saying that we needed to talk and to sort this out because I couldn't go on without resolving these issues. Our convs were really weird and artificial, because I only had these problems in mind.
Then, my dad got married and I went with her. I slept at her flat (which was also a really difficult thing to obtain from her) and it was a bit weird at first. It was nice being together at the wedding, because when we're surrounded by other people, we really stick together, we are a strong solid couple you know. It made me feel like maybe this could be saved. Then, I went back to her house two days after, and I told her we needed to have the talk. She basically told me that she felt really far away from me, from my life, that she didn't understand me anymore. Well, for me that was it ; we had to break up. We went to sleep, we took our breakfast, and she was very loving and nice. It was weird, and I decided this couldn't go on, like her only being nice and stuff when I just told her I was about to break up. Anyway, I left, and broke with her with a text (boooooh). I was of course heartbroken, and I went back to my school town, and told her I wanted no contact with her. Then she sent me a long message, like a week or two after, telling me she wished we could talk, and I think I said no. Then I sent her a message one morning, because I was feeling very sad this was going like that ; becoming two strangers when we had been so so close and so in love. She offered to visit me so that we could talk, and I said yes. I offered her to stay over even... So we talked, about the situation, she told me she didn't want this to end, despite everything, that she had been deep in the depression, and that the fact that we were not able to discuss this "flirting with the teacher" thing had been very complicated for her. Because yes, I was always being like "please stop talking about that i don't want to", and she had some unresolved issues about it, according to her, leading her to not being involved in the relation anymore. I ended up finally opening up about this, I cried a lot, and she understood better what I went through. For her, this was a switch apparently. Because we are both dumb, we made out, slept together, and she told me multiple times that she really loved me. I told her that I was not sure I wanted to get back with her.
After this night, we started talking 24/7 like we used to, but I was not ok with that. I told her once again "no contact, I broke up with you, and I need to heal from this". Because I felt like she made the decision on her own that we were kinda back together. The thing is, I have a depression, very probably caused by all this pain, and my emotions fluctuate a lot, from numb to awfully desperate.
After a week, I sent her a text telling her I missed her. It was yesterday morning. From there, we talked a bit, she told me she really really was serious about taking her life back, and doing the right stuff for us to work. But I don't know how I could feel for her what I used to, I would love us to be the lovers we used to be, from this machine to start back. I have no idea what would be possible, what would be good for me. I spent the last days in bed until 4pm, and when I started talking again with her, I was finally able to do something else. At the same time, I'm feeling really anxious, because I don't want to say yes if I don't want to, or shut her off once again, but regretting it. I will spend the summer, like last year, in the town we used to live in, and maybe this time together will help us heal and build again what we had, except with better expectations ? What I know for sure, is that if she do one thing that hurt me again, I will just leave without giving her any fourth or fifth chance. I am lost, and I wish there was someone who could tell me that they went through something similar and it ended up working very nicely. I know that everyone has been telling me "just break up and move on", but she is really special to me. I wish I could see better through this depression fog to know which of my fluctuant feelings to trust. What should I do, do you thing this could work out, in which conditions ? I still have one year away from our town before going back.

22 yr old 5 ft 3 in 122 lb female recently experiencing dull pain in left arm, breast, and chest for the past 2 weeks. went to the ER because my hands had gone numb last monday night. they ran EKG and chest x-ray and everything came back normal. my GP wants me to get an echo done to rule out any heart issues before moving to a pulmonary function test to see if my asthma/lungs could contribute to these issues. the pain has not been sharp since last monday, however last night around one in the morning my hands went completely numb up through my forearms. at one point my thumb and index finger were stuck. it was very tingly but not pins n needles. i don’t know that the previous chest pain is related to the numbness because there was no chest pain last night when the numbness was occurring. now i have dull pain in my forearms which probably resulted from last night. i can’t pinpoint anything that could have possibly triggered these issues, besides the fact that i dropped a knife in my foot ab two weeks ago . i got the stitches in n out at the doctors and they said it appeared to be healing well. im wondering if i could have hit a nerve or triggered something.

So my numbness is in full affect after nerve block. What I’m having trouble understanding is, since the area I have pain in is numb, literally everywhere is numb, my vagina, my butt, my thighs, my entire right leg, does that mean that it is the pudenal nerve that is affecting me? Or does the numbness just mean that my doctor put anesthetic in it and it is numb like your tooth for dental procedure? So does relief after the numbness mean that it worked? Halp, I am confused.

I was sick about two weeks ago with some kind of virus, and I recovered in about a week, about 5 days later, I randomly felt my sore throat come back and assumed it was just a reoccurrence or something. The next morning I woke up with an extremely sore throat, bad congestion, extreme headache/head pressure, and extreme fatigue. I thought maybe I got the new strain of Covid and just started resting it out, until I randomly started having ear pain and ear fullness as well. Went to urgent care and got diagnosed with sinus infection and an ear infection. This is honestly one of the most painful, disorientating illness I’ve ever had. The fatigue, head pressure, and brain fog have been more than a nuisance to deal with. My heart goes out to all of you who’ve dealt with this before, but especially those with Chronic Sinusitis. You guys are so strong.

Hi y'all. I'm pretty much at my wits end.
I have a dermatologist appointment today but thought I'd ask around here anyway.
Backstory: I had eczema when I was really really young, honestly so young that the only thing I remembered of it was having a patch of it on my butt and my mom applying cream to it and then never really dealing with it ever again. She thought I had eczema on my face though it appeared as white patches and I vaguely remember this but for at least a decade or more I did not have eczema. My skin was perfect, genuinely so clear I didn't have to use much product on it.
Fast forward to November of 2019; I started taking hormonal birth control and noticed within a few months that I started getting eczema patches (also was having facial rashes but I thought this was due to trying out a new skincare) I went to the dermatologist who prescribed me Triamcinolone 0.1% ointment for my body rashes. I don't ever EVER remember using steroids much. I'd use it one to two days, and would stop when it starts to fade. Anyway my eczema was pretty lowkey in general and in 2021, we adopted a cat. I did notice my eczema worsening slightly ever since getting my cat but was managing with Triamcinolone (I think at this point my dermatologist prescribed me a tub of it I think December of 2021)
Again, I don't use steroid much and when I do I think it's really just for emergencies (my eczema was genuinely such a secondary aspect of my life I don't even remember much of how I managed it other than letting it ride and maybe applying steroid when needed). I remember the tub expired and I hadn't used even half of the ointment. I was also prescribed Mometasone and Fluoccionide? But I never used either of them as I didn't feel comfortable to.
In September of 2022, I caught COVID while overseas and it caused a pretty gnarly flare on the inner side of my elbows. Since I was overseas I just managed with moisturizing but I remember applying steroid when I came home. We adopted a second cat later this year.
Since then I think my eczema HAVE gotten worse, but there was a period of at least 6 months where I wasn't using steroid creams at all because I was either just dealing with it or it was barely there.
Fast forward to 2023.
I noticed a rash on the top of my right hand that I was initially managing with just moisturizing. But I remember having such intense itch on this rash that I kept itching, and at one point I itched with my shirt and it caused it to be infected. It was so gnarly, bright red, oozing, literally would not stop oozing, painful. I went back to my dermatologist 5 days later when I realized that oh this might be worse than just a regular eczema. She gave me Mupirocin and another tube of Triamcinolone (since my previous one expired) as well as a course of Doxycycline. I used the Mupirocin as directed for I think 10 days, and was not yet using Triamcinolone as I was worried about using it when it looked like there were still open wounds on it. I didn't finish my Doxy course because it was giving me horrible stomach pains. I came back to the dermatologist January 3rd and she told me it was OK to use Triamcinolone twice daily up to two weeks.
At this point I was already having eczema rash on my arms as well and some on my back but I don't think I was using Triamcinolone much on them (I'm pretty sporadic with using the steroid, I never really committed to the full 2 weeks)
Now, this is where things became a doozy.
January 5th: Caught strep, had difficulty breathing and had to go to urgent care. I was prescribed antibiotics, Prednisone (20mg, twice daily for 5 days), and Albuterol. I had asthma when I was younger and it's almost like it came back when I caught strep. My eczema was calm during this time and I thought it was because it rained a lot this week but now I realized it may be the Prednisone. Could not remember if I was using Triamcinolone as well on my hand during this time.
Sometime in early February: Went for a run and literally rolled my ankle so bad. Unrelated to everything else but my body sustained injury and looking back at old pictures I was starting to get patches of eczema on my legs.
Then I caught what felt like the flu in mid February and this is the first time my eczema flared to my face. My left eye was half swollen but at this time I thought it was from my sinus being blocked as it went away in a few days (though the rash stayed).
Early March: Got admitted to the hospital from Appendicitis. I spent 3 nights at the hospital and my eczema was literally non existent. No itchiness, just intense dryness but nothing else. I remember my friend noting my face was super dry but my rashes were slowly drying out. To be fair I was in so much pain the first day I was knocked out most the time from the pain medication they gave me and I was on a couple antibiotics due to the infection.
I came home from the hospital and this is when things start to really get insane. I got home, laid in bed, and immediately could not stop itching my neck and body. My face became swollen the next day but I was unable to take allergy meds because I was on antibiotics and had to wait for that course to be done. That eventually settled out.
I figured maybe I was having an allergic reaction to the cats (and thought maybe my mattress too, we had vacuumed it a few times and I suspected it disturbed the dust mites inside). I slept outside and on an air mattress for I think a few days, if not up to a week. The cats were still sleeping with me at this time and I was somewhat itchy but it wasn't the worst. Then I decided I was going to sleep in the bedroom again and this caused the worst flare I had ever ever EVER gone through. My face became so swollen, my left eye swollen again and it was oozing (this had NEVER happened to me before other than my infected hand) I don't know why this oozed since I never scratched my face, and my inner elbows, wrists and top of right hand got so red and puffy. At this point too my eczema on my right hand was starting to spread towards my palm. These areas also got pretty dry especially on my face. I called Teladoc Dermatology and they prescribed me Mupirocin for the oozing, Tacrolimus for the inflammation on my face and Triamcinolone for the body. He told me to apply Mupirocin first until the oozing calms, then stop and apply the other ointments.
At this point I had become SO SO SO terrified of TSW. It was all over my Tik Tok, my algorithm, I couldn't stop thinking and worrying about it and fearing that this flare is because I'm going through it. He told me to use Triamcinolone for twice daily for two weeks, then once daily for two weeks, then every other day for two weeks to help prevent rebound. I only used Triamcinolone twice daily for 5 days, then I did once daily for a few more days and by the time I saw my current dermatologist, I was using it every other day (I essentially tried to taper within the two weeks).
My current derma prescribed me Clobetasol and told me to mix 2oz of Clobetasol with 7.5oz of Vanicream or Cerave and smear myself in it once a day at night for one week, then once a day at night every other day for the second week. It was a very controlled instruction.
BUT I was SO afraid of TSW that I did not do this.
Instead, I took a one week break and I did 3 weeks of Triamcinolone, and even then I did it sporadically. I did about 10 days of once daily and then the second half I did twice daily. When I started doing twice daily was when I finally saw some improvements.
The problem is it has been a week since I last used any steroids and I have rebounded. Although my eczema rash genuinely looks so weird and I am having the dermatologist look at it properly today. My arms are constantly dry, my right hand (the problem spot since December) now have what looks like blisters on them and I never have eczema that look like this even though it's apparently common. The frustrating thing is that it feels like my eczema just keeps spreading. They are full body and it's freaking me out because it looks as if I have TSW even though I don't think I ever used steroids for that long at all, and I was only prescribed it back in 2020.
To be fair I thought I should've committed to the Clobetasol treatment because then we can see if the strongest steroid worked or not but I felt like I was going to flare again anyway and didn't want to use something really strong only for it to not work.
I had an allergy test done and I am allergic to both species of dust mites, dogs, cats, along with some other environmental things. I just don't understand why I am only now flaring uncontrollably like this. I am 95% covered in eczema. Either spots or just straight up long red rash. I am taking antihistamines daily and have been taking Probiotic pills pretty consistently (partly because I was on so many antibiotics back to back). I've been using Hyphocolorus Acid Spray as well.
On Sunday night, I tried to sleep over at my friend's place who did not have cats to test and see if my cats are my main trigger and I kept waking up itching myself, both my arms and legs and my chin and neck started oozing again. Which was INSANE as I did not itch either of them. The oozing on both have mostly stopped (I've only used Mupirocin and Vaseline to help control the infection and moisturize) but I just don't understand.
I'm scared, I have never had eczema become so severe so fast and I'm genuinely so scared. Something feels wrong but I don't know what it is. The way my eczema looks look like a combination of an allergic reaction and just a rash but I don't understand how I can have such an intense allergic reaction towards things I've been around all the time. We've lived in the same place since June of last year and the only thing I can think of is that we had the heater on almost daily in the winter and we found out end of April that our heater is incredibly dusty.
I'm getting my IUD removed next week as well as I'm confident birth control has something to do with my eczema coming back, and I plan to get allergy shots.
I'm just tired, it's consumed my life and it's causing me a lot of health anxiety. I look so genuinely terrible I can't even understand it.

I do not know who I am. I don’t know what I look like, I don’t know my likes or dislikes, my interests or my hobbies. I can try and make myself believe I am someone, or make myself believe I have interests, but I don’t. Nothing excites me, or makes me feel. I am only numb and conscious now, with the occasional bursts of extreme rage and overwhelming sadness. Everything mentally hurts. I am in pain every day of my life and I see no true point in living. I am a failure to everyone around me and I believe my only good use is my body, which I don’t even know what that looks like either. I am distorted and ugly in the mirror. I am in idle existence. My entire life I have modeled myself after people I know or wish to be like, taking on and masquerading with their own identity in place of mine. I am hollow and a shell of a person. I do not know my own mind or if I am even real. I hallucinate things like dark figures and bugs crawling on me and around me, and my insomnia and paranoia has gotten increasingly worse to the point I cannot sleep at all and I am always looking over my shoulder, expecting harm from everyone around me . It is scary and only bolstering my fear and encouraging my reckless self-sabotage. On top of everything i am dealing with school, other mental problems, bad home situation, and a relationship with a man older that is quickly going to basically shit. I’ve been alone and isolated my entire life and I want everything to stop. I want to stop existing. Sleep and music are no longer distractions enough for me. I do not know what to do any longer besides one option that is becoming increasingly tantalizing to me.

I was diagnosed in 2022 and struggling with cpap. My AHI was 71 and I absolutely believe it came out of nowhere. The severity did. I'm 39 now and I have severe endometriosis and adenomyosis and had ovarian surgery in 2022. After that surgery I started having these bouts of gasping for air and my partner told me back then I was breathing funny. I was 37 then. I went to a sleep clinic, had a study done (only slept 1 hour and 45 mins, with a benzo) and was diagnosed with severe sleep hypopnea and a few centrals that they didn't worry about. I had drops of oxigen as low as 88%
I absolutely believe my ovarian surgery has something to do with it. I prob had sleep apnea all along but I never snored. And after surgery I all of a sudden started getting severe insomnia, anxiety, depression and severe headaches and tmjd got so much worse.
Not much is known about women's sleep apnea, and I wonder if I can find someone on here who has it.
I'm not overweight, don't drink or smoke. And sleeping on my back made it so much worse according to the sleep study. I do have large breasts so this might be why. I feel I have a small jaw so saw a dentist and gnatologist and even an orofacial surgeon. They said my jaw is fine. So to me the only reason can be the hormonal changes after the ovarian surgery. I do have a slight deviated septum but according to clinic this can't be the cause of my severe sleep apnea.
Has a brain scan in 2022 cause of my severe tmjd facial pains, and also a sinus CT in 2022. Nothing was seen, only the slight deviated septum and a ear drum perforation.
I'd love to get in touch with women my age. Cause it scares me that this is what I have all of a sudden. I just can't wrap my head around it.
My main symptoms aren't fatigue, even tho I am exhausted. But that shows as having adrenaline and energy rushes, like ADHD episodes. Other symptoms are: - Sudden panic attacks - anxiety - gasping for air during the day - fast heartbeat - heart palpitations - heart pounding in throat - tmjd - facial pain - severe headaches, mostly above the eye - dizzyness (was told its cervical vertigo coming from neck or tmj) - high cholesterol while I eat healthy - neck tightness - mouth breathing - getting sick easily like flu, covid (not colds. Hardly get a cold)
Can anyone relate? 😢

sooo i'm seeing a new dentist and was supposed to get five fillings today. but it felt like i was being stabbed for the first two shots, and i couldn't stop crying from fear of the next shot, so i had to reschedule. currently, the plan on paper is to see my PCP for a halcion prescription and go back next week. the dentist said that sometimes a nerve is hit, but is it really normal? also, is it normal that my ear is numb and my tongue isn't? and is there anything else i could ask my PCP for to prevent that pain or should halcion be enough?

Hello, I’ve been lurking here trying to get some info on RA. I have been told by my primary Dr that I most likely have some form of autoimmune disease that just can’t be diagnosed yet. I am plagued by rashes from sun and joint and muscle pain. I’m a female and in my early 50’s. I also have Hashimoto’s. I have had many positive ANA’s over the years. I have also had a moderately high CCP about 5 years ago. I am also SSA positive, but do not have Sjogren’s symptoms. A year ago I went to the ER with numbness on the left side of my head, shoulder and down arm. They couldn’t figure out why. MRI of head showed 3 brain lesions that did not correlate to where my numbness was. Neuro said no MS. Was then sent back to Rheumatologist for work up. At that point, ANA was negative, SsA still positive, but CCP and RF neg. All Lupus bloodwork negative, too. I was told I have Fibromyalgia and am now on Cymbalta. Cymbalta does help with the muscle type of pain. Recently, the joint pain is starting up again. One knee, then the other. Got steroid injections in both which has helped, but not 100%. Both my thumbs at base are hurting. Both shoulders. Now both hips. X-rays of knees show osteophytes and joint space narrowing. I go back to Rheumy at the end of the month. I feel like something is not right. I’m tired, headaches, and generally feeling poopy. I don’t want to be sick, but not having a clear diagnosis is so frustrating! Any advice would be helpful. Thanks.

I tore a petal , knowing it cant be put back. Was it my fault ? Its not a limb of a starship that can grow back . All it is , is a ubiquitously shattered fragments of glass which cant be put back . It pierced the peripheral of my skin , oozing out liquid .That moment a paroxysm of “things I could’ve said ‘ bled in my neurons . Anesthesiasness . I couldn’t move my limb . Hunkering down to remove the wisps of glass .I couldn’t do it .The semblance for a 3rd person would be erratic,different . Why couldn’t I do it , one would wonder ? The numbness that covered me didn’t let me flinch.Educing nostalgia of the pain I deserved because at the end of the day it was my fault , it always is . If I looked below , the shattered glass wouldn’t have pierced into my skin inducing pain , in the first place .IGNORE THE MISTAKES SORRY ITS MY 3RD POEM

I had chronic sinusitis for 2 years after a complication from wisdom teeth removal. symptoms were always pretty mild but CT scans showed my entire right sinus was full of goo. the doc did FESS on my right maxillary sinus to drain the infection and trimmed down some tissue to help with future drainage. a pretty limited procedure compared to many, but here’s my first week of recovery for anyone going through something similar!
day of surgery
• I made sure I went with an ENT/hospital I liked/trusted. originally had my procedure scheduled somewhere else but decided to switch last minute— very glad I did
• they had me show up 2hrs before the procedure and took me to my pre-op room. I got into a gown, socks, and hair net. they took some urine, got me on the IV, took vitals. my BP was a little high (probably from anxiety) but didn’t cause alarm. closer to the surgery time I asked them to put some drugs in my IV to help with that
• before surgery, I got to speak with a nurse, the anesthesiologist, and my ENT/surgeon. they asked me some questions and answered any questions I had. anesthesiologist looked into my throat to make sure he had a clear path for the breathing tube. (this was my first time having one of those so I was a lil nervous. all good— in and out while I was asleep)
• when it was time for surgery nurses came and wheeled my bed into the op room. they got me laid out flat. I was still conscious at this time so I had small talk with my doc and the team for a little. somewhere in the middle of that I was out— no breathing mask, no countdown, the IV took me out before i noticed.
• suddenly regained consciousness in what I think was the same room. it felt like coming back from a nap so naturally I kept my eyes closed at first. then someone asked me if I was ready to go and I said yeah, so they wheeled me to my post-op room. that’s where they brought my mom back to meet me (she had been with me in the pre-op room). they gave me a Sprite and some crackers to check for nausea.
• another nurse came in to give me a pain pill (hydrocodone) and my post-op packet. he took my IV out and told me I could get dressed. after I was dressed they sent a wheelchair for me and another nurse wheeled me out to my mom’s car.
• had some moderate pain for the first couple hours, but I took 800mg ibuprofen when I got home and I basically had no pain after that. a steady little nosebleed until I went to bed. some slight rasp/throat clearing from the breathing tube but overall not much soreness.
• took a hydro before bed and also 4hrs later when I woke up in the middle of the night. slept with my head elevated just as a precaution— I didn’t have that much pressure. had pretty broken sleep, inside of my nose became dry/painful from all the dried blood and being advised not to stick anything in there. nothing unbearable tho. put a hot compress on my nose for a few minutes and that helped enough to get me back to sleep
day 1
• no real pain or pressure in the AM. some mild discomfort from the dried blood at first. nosebleed wasn’t as constant and came out clearer. took 800mg ibuprofen when I woke up
• back to eating regular food. I only ate soup, crackers, and pudding post-op the previous day just to re-acclimate my stomach, but had no real food restrictions. just nothing spicy and whatever I felt comfortable eating
• started post-op treatment 24hrs after the procedure. used my steam inhaler as needed and started sinus rinses 2x a day (used Brita water for the inhaler and distilled water for the rinses). doc told me I was allowed to lightly blow my nose after 24hrs. only blew during my sinus rinse
• more congestion on this day, mild headache after sinus rinse. alternated between ibuprofen and Tylenol every 3-4 hrs. hydro before bed
day 2
• woke up with a little more pressure in my face this day. slept through the previous night without much issue
• no more nosebleeds but some blood and mucus while doing sinus rinses. during the rinses I had some yellow mucus and couple blood clots but mostly clear
• more tired on this day, took an afternoon nap. think my body was trying to get back into regular REM cycles
day 3-6
• same routine— pain pills as needed, steam inhale when I felt like it, and sinus rinse a couple times a day
• had some slight congestion and cheek pressure, but nothing all that different than pre-surgery
• sinus rinses were uncomfortable at first but got easier over time. some water would get stuck in my sinuses and come out sometimes hours later
day 7
• had my first post-op appointment/debridement. can’t even lie it was mad uncomfortable but on an actual pain scale probably like a 7/10. lasted only about 3-5 mins total. the camera was sharp, the area was still sensitive, and the suctioning was crazy to hear and feel. I also think the numbing spray gun malfunctioned so it certainly would’ve been easier if I’d been numb, but I did take two Tylenol before the appointment
• I’m doing the rinses for another week and then going for another post-op in 3 weeks
if you read all the way here I hope this helps!