5 days before surgery

I'm in pure panic mode about the upcoming surgery. I have only 5 more days left to do so many things but I have rearranged my life for this and it's happening...well...
Nope, just kidding...it's not.
The boys and I had to run our lab mix to the vet for a surgery to get a large mass removed from his thyroid and my cellphone rings. It was Dr S's head secretary, Lauree. She's the one all the young little receptionists have to ask all their questions to. As soon as I heard her tone of voice I knew there was a problem. Lauree proceeds to tell me that the doctor has had another surgery scheduled longer than mine and its at another facility and he can't 'facility hop' the day of my surgery. I think to myself, 'OK, so it'll change a day or two...no biggie'. Then she continues to say that he feels strongly that I still have the nasal septum repair and turbinate surgery that my insurance company has denied as not medically necessary so he's continuing to appeal that denial. Then comes the date. September 18th. Oh. My. God. Anger cannot even begin to describe my feelings. I have literally put my life on hold for this. I have my leave of absence papers filed and approved at work, my actual work duties covered, babysitters arranged, hubby took off work, I've paid a whole bunch of bills early that would've been due when I was off and low on money- in turn putting us in a bit of a pinch for a couple weeks, and lastly had the consulting company that is working with our company schedule their next visit (from out of the state!- so airfare/hotels/etc) for when I would have returned from surgery - but now for when I will be gone. I'm beyond pissed off. Livid would be a better description.
Well, I guess I will make the most of this. I guess its good that the insurance authorization will be approved (hopefully) so I can have the entire surgery. I guess its good that I will be OK for K's first week of school. Now I can go to all the restaurants I've been wanting to eat at before I can't chew for months. I can learn the new system at work better before going out on leave. Its OK...right? Sigh. I guess it has to be, I have no choice.

Week before surgery

Well, with less than a week until surgery day I'm about ready to have a complete and utter panic attack. I'm so scared! I've had many surgeries, I've never been this scared for a surgery or any procedure in my life... even my kids' surgeries weren't as scary! I keep reading through all the blogs and patient experiences I can find and the phrase "life changing" is said pretty much every time. I'm literally praying for that! I need it to be. I need my life back. I need energy, less pain, less meds! I know this will lower my risks of a stroke or a heart attack. I know my organs have been deprived of oxygen for so long that they are in desperate need of help. These are all the reasons I'm putting my face on the chopping block, so to speak. I'm hoping to drastically reduce or even cut out my naps that I require I'm not working. My kids are growing up and napping while they're napping is no longer feasible. LOL! I want to be the mom who is *happily* awake in the morning with her kids while they get ready for the day....not the one that they as a toddler and kindergartner get themselves fed and watch tv while mom sleeps in till 9am. I want to wake up without a headache or even worse a migraine! I want to wake up refreshed...not in a state of confusion and achy. These are the reasons I decided to do this. Well, that and the two doctors recommendations that no surgery less than this would help my severity of sleep apnea.

The consultation

It was a blistering day in July when I had my first consultation with Dr. 'S', DDS, MD, Board Certified Oral and Maxillofacial surgeon. I dropped my boys off at the sitter and made it to my x-ray appointment the half hour before on time. It was easy enough. Just smile big for the camera while it rotates around my head and takes pictures of every angle of my jaw and head. In and out in under 15 minutes. Then down the street I went to the actual doctor appointment. I pulled into the parking lot and somehow missed the huge visible sign stating which building I was to go to and walked into the building across the way. It was hot, like over a hundred...and I was exhausted, as usual, from lack of sleep but this guy was supposed to help... at least according to my sleep doctor. I finally realize I'm an idiot and got into the right office building. Dr. S's office is amazingly beautiful...like a day spa. I immediately wondered whether this visit would even be covered under my medical insurance because I felt like it was considered cosmetic. Of course, that was the medical insurance background personality of me thinking...I needed to remind myself I had a legitimate medical condition- Sleep Apnea. Big time Sleep Apnea. I stopped breathing somewhere around 80x an hour. I don't know the specifics but I was led to believe this was a lot... even "severe". They told me my 'sats' but I don't remember those. Anyway, I digress... After checking in with the nice receptionist and signing (electronically, of course) all the necessary forms that I had already filled out online I sat down. There was a TV screen with a video of the good doctor on the wall talking about some procedure as well as other patients giving their recommendations. I felt sort of like I was in an infomercial, but if these people weren't actually paid actors I guess it was comforting. My name was called and I went back to my room. It was a very plain room with a dentist looking chair and some cabinets, a single chair and sink. The nurse informed me that I get to be in a "photo shoot" first. A zillion excuses start running through my brain. I hate cameras. I hate pictures of myself. I didn't put any make-up on...'er...I did, but it just melted off. But I guess it was for the doctor and insurance so I had to do it. She took side shots - of which who really looks good in that profile? - front shots, head shots, shots with me holding some stuff in my cheeks pulling my mouth open for my bite...it was embarrassing, but I did it with a smile. She then proceeded to tell me she 'has to inform me of the risks of the surgery'. I think to myself, "Um, I haven't even said I *want* the surgery yet, or even knew exactly what the name of the surgery was...much less talked to the doctor...why are you telling me this?" But, I let her ramble. And that she did. Ramble, on and on. Risks a-plenty! Shiest! I'm in trouble. I had already read some blogs, done my research and had a pretty good idea what to expect but hearing it firsthand was a little frightening. Here they are, now you can freak out too:

• Pain and swelling can last as long as 6 months
• Facial appearance changes 
• Numbness of the lower lip and chin for months, but can be permanent for some people.
• May need corrective braces for teeth or jaw if teeth are not aligned correctly after surgery.
• Weight loss. Due to the liquid diet for up to 6 weeks. (this one isn't bad but is gonna suck)
• Can affect TMJ (which my ENT seems to think I have, but the oral surgeon does not so who knows...)
• General surgery complications: Anesthesia side effects, breathing difficulty, loss of blood, stroke, heart attack, etc.

The good things and info about this surgery though are: 

• This is the only procedure that serves as the most effective treatment for severe OSA - and - it's 95% successful! Other OSA surgeries are below 50%.
• It is only for patients how have moderate to severe OSA who have also failed one or multiple basic methods of treatment. (CPAP- I rip it off in my sleep due to being so claustrophobic, Weight loss surgery - Yea, right! I wish I could get it paid for. Nasal surgery along with tonsils - Wouldn't even make a dent in my apnea and I'd still have to wear a CPAP mask)
• The jaws do not need to be wired shut anymore, they are just banded. However, its pretty much the same endgame.

So, the risks/rewards/info section with the nurse section was done, now it was time to meet the doctor and see what he has to say. Nutshell? He said, Hell Yes. 'You meet every single criteria for this surgery' is what he said. Let's get it done. I agreed, half heartily and left the room. Off I go to the insurance ladies to start the paperwork for the preauthorization. Working for the company that provided my insurance benefits I had a feeling this was going to take a long time and be one of those surgeries they deny as 'experimental/investigational' or not medically necessary. I was told she had all she needed and would send the paperwork to my insurance to get the authorization done. I was out the door... and Freaking Out!

PreSurgery

PostSurgery

The photos above where taken from the website below. It's a great reference and blog of one of the first surgeons in the LA area to have done this surgery. He's got lots of patient experiences that helped me to understand a bit of what to expect:  http://www.sleepapneasurgery.com/max_advance_exp.html