I finally went in and got my nose fixed today – deviated septum. Back when I was about 10, living in Montana, I was playing king of the, well, ice hill, at school when some kid shoved me face first into a mound of ice and really did a number on my nose.
This was before I got adopted, and if I remember correctly while my biological mother was away on a singing gig, so I didn’t ever get it fixed.
But I went in and got a sleep study done last week to figure out why I’m always so tired. I figured it was my friends Jim, Ringer, or the Pondering Pastor always pushing my brain, but instead found out I have sleep apnea. Here’s a picture of that night – hilarious. They hook you up like this and then say “go to sleep”. I say “yeah right”. They say “like we haven’t heard that before” and give you that look like “just shut up and do it, okay?” LOL.
So my doctor told me it was time to fix my nose, which brought me to this point… (the before shot where I’m still smiling):
So now I’m home resting, updating my iPhone, pondering the recent blog comments, and realizing why I put this off for so long.
The good news, is that I have some forced “off-time”, which will let me catch up on some of these comments!