I've been repaired.

Alright, so update:

Surgery went well! The first thing I did when I woke up in the recovery room was squirm about and then I shouted "I can breathe! And smell!" The nurses weren't as excited as I was and they replied, "That's nice"; they just didn't understand.

I cannot express how satisfying and refreshing it is to be able to breathe through my nose! After being a mouth-breather for all of my life, it's really weird. I've always felt like my nose was plugged up but now the air just FLOWS! My smell isn't very strong, but it's there! Danny has been taking me everywhere to smell things and it's all very overwhelming. Also, my voice has been raised a little bit. My roommate said I sound like I'm on helium and another friend said I "don't sound sick". No more nasally-ness!

As for sleep: no more gasping noises and not breathing! The other day I woke up alert and it was really weird. I still don't quite feel "myself" yet, so I still feel a bit sleepy and sore. I'm just so excited for everything now! I can finally live my life.

It's not a happy ending, it's a happy beginning! (good one, Vanessa).

Here we go...

Alright, so it's just about time for me to go under and around the knife! The surg is this Friday. To add to my scrutinizingly boring week of recovery at my parents house (where, I remind you, there is NOTHING TO DO!) I've decided to stay off of Facebook. This will prevent any and all cases of constant status updates explaining how my throat hurts and which liquid food I just ate and perhaps some angry comments on others' statuses complaining about pain or suffering ("You don't even know!!" Calm down, V. Someone has died, that's insensitive.)

Alright. Wish me luck, kiddies. I will get back to you when I'm more healed and coherent about how my life has drastically improved after a simple surgery.