Going it Alone Post Op Day 6

So this is my first morning all alone since the day of my surgery. It's a little bit of a relief in the sense that it has been nearly impossible to rest with my Baby Bear in the house (he's only two!). But at the same time, I'm sure I'll get bored and lonely after awhile. But hopefully the added rest will help speed my recovery along. Again, I don't see any reduction in swelling this morning which concerns me a little but my Handsome Hubby says he does...is he just being nice? I dunno. I met a girl months ago who was 1 week post-op and she looked completely normal (and she hadn't lost any weight)! I think I'm comparing myself to her and as I get closer to being one week post-op myself, I'm becoming increasingly disappointed in my seemingly lack of progress. I also noticed a yellowish bruise on the entire front part of my neck last night. That was to be expected but it was still kinda weird. It's going to be tough to go out in public whenever the time to do so comes. My cold sore is STILL here (stupid hideous thing) making my bottom lip appear cartoonish in size. Apparently it takes about two weeks to get down to 50% swelling but since I saw that girl I have mentally been holding myself to her standards and I'm so bummed that I'm nowhere near that. Sigh....
Anyway, one of the weirdest parts of this recovery has been the dreams and moments where I forget I'm wired shut. For example, yesterday morning I was waking up and thought ooo since it's Sunday we should go eat at Polly's Pies (one of our favorite breakfast spots) to give everyone a pick me up. Then it hit me, oh yeah I can't eat. Another time I was watching a show with my HH and I turned to tell him something funny and realized oops, I can't talk. It's beyond strange. And a little sad. My plan for the day is to do nothing and be ok with it. I have this compulsive need to stay busy but I need to rest! Not only so I can recover but also to conserve my calories. That reminds me that I forgot to weigh myself today. More on that later...
Ok so I haven't lost any more weight. That's a plus. Hopefully I can gain some back too. I'm scouring the web for jaw surgery blogs and learning so much. Thankfully, they have helped me get positive and refocused. For today, but one step at a time. I'm learning that for some reason after jaw surgery, you start to breathe through your nose instead of your mouth when you run and thereby increase your stamina! Yay! I also read that sometimes it changes the shape of your nose (eek) and that if tongue thrust is an issue (which it may be for me), speech therapy will be required afterward to prevent relapse. What a bummer THAT would be. My prayer and hope is that God would bring me through this with flying colors, a humble and grateful attitude and without any complications. Let's watch Him do just that... :-)