Clinging to Positivity Post-Op Day 4

It seems that every day presents a new challenge to my positive attitude. Today I woke up in so much pain, sweaty and STILL just as swollen as yesterday. It is so discouraging to be so miserable 24/7 and not see or feel some sort of improvement.  To top it all off, I got a cold sore. Yes, a cold sore. Because not eating or talking, bone pain, and the inability to be a mother to my son and a wife to my husband is not enough misery and frustration. Needless to say I was overwhelmed and I just felt done with all this. But my husband and my mom helped me remember that this is all temporary and that I can do this. I can honestly say at this point that if I had known what recovery is like (and how LONG it is!) I would not have gone through with this surgery. Maybe I'll change my mind but, that's how I feel today. My husband was reading through my post-op paperwork and the recovery is going to be so slow. I'm trying to focus on getting through it one day at a time, but when all you can do is sit around the day kinda drags. Annnnyway, I was able to find one silver lining: my lips are so swollen that the bottom one hangs over and kinda hides my cold sore. One less ugly thing to see in the mirror. Yay! Small victory. The only time I can say I feel comfortable is when I have my face wrapped in ice. And the vicodin helps me sleep as well. When it comes to oral hygiene, I can't say I've found a bright side. My tongue, trapped behind my teeth, literally feels furry. GROSS. I can't believe I ever complained that there was too much stuff in my mouth before this surgery. In fact, I complained about so many stupid things. The ability to communicate and eat are so basic that I totally took them for granted. Bummer. I hope that's something positive that I can take from this experience. I hope I learn gratitude and patience. God knows I could stand to improve in both of those areas. My sweet son brought me some beautiful flowers that he picked while walking with my mom and that was a bright spot in my day. My husband also quoted our vows to me when I apologized for being a drag (on paper of course) saying "in sickness and in health remember?", and that made me feel grateful as well. I gotta keep reminding myself that I CAN do this. I have no choice anyway, I might as well do it as cheerfully as possible. God help me. Hope tomorrow morning I find reduced swelling. Fingers crossed! G'night!