Surgery

I have a confession. I snore. I don't mean cute, dainty snoring. I mean lumberjacks working on sawing some serious redwood snoring. Some of you know that all too well. Others, well, sorry to shatter the illusions you may have built up in your heads.

Two weeks ago I had a sleep study done. The good news is I don't have apnea. That's a relief. I went back in today to see my doctor and he has recommended I do a surgical procedure. The technical name...well, I can't remember the technical name and it would mean something to probably only one of you anyway. Basically, they Novocaine the area and then using a laser, remove the uvula and cut an incision on either side of where it used to be. That then develops scar tissue and serves basically like a baton in a sail - it firms the palate so you no longer get the flapping against the back of the throat which is what makes the noise. The surgery itself isn't painful, though apparently for 48 hours after you'll be on narcotics and some steroids for the pain. Considering I had my tonsils out under a local when I was 19, I know what I'm in for.

I was hoping to get the surgery done before going on my trip to Australia and New Zealand March 10th. Unfortunately, the doc likes to have two weeks of healing before traveling just in case, so I have to wait until I get back. That means my surgery will be the afternoon of March 24th. While it's disappointing I couldn't get it done before since I'll be sharing a room with people, at least it will finally be done!!

I look forward to being able to share a room with someone w/o having to worry/feeling guilty that I'm keeping them awake with my snoring. What a concept!

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