Hi all, well I just got back from my 1 week post op appointment. All tape and stitching has been removed. I am still feeling in high spirits, despite really bad sleep lately. I am sure the compression garment is not helping in that respect. The garment is becoming more and more uncomfortable the more my facial hair grows. Its like a rough sand paper feeling against my throat. (you lucky females don’t have to worry about this :P) Good news is my PS said I can start shaving again (carefully around the incisions)…thank god for that, I haven’t shaved in over a week, and beginning to look like Teen Wolf.

As I hopped out of my car and started walking to the Surgeons Office today, I ran into him on the street. Looks like he was on his way back from lunch. I greeted him and he looked at me confused for a second…then said “Oh Brad!, I almost didn’t recognise you with that jaw line! Either he was being honest, charming, or admiring his own work…perhaps a combination of all

So no more post op appointments with my Surgeon for another month. He is by far the most loved person in the household at the moment. I am sure my girlfriend is sick to death of me mentioning him…maybe she thinks I’m gay! Either way, my surgeon has the hands of an angel, and I am forever grateful for the work he has done on me, and the way he and his team have looked after me.

Here are some more before and after pics, if you are anything like me, you are probably beginning to get sick of them. Very little has changed since the last pics, except a little less bruising, and a lot more facial hair! I can still feel swelling under my chin and around the neck…so hopefully as the months progress my neck and jaw line will tighten up a bit more. Anyway, enjoy these before and after pics, these are the last ones I will post until week 2.

Today was my first day out in public. Since my PS said I can start eating normal food again, I went and had lunch at McDonalds almost instantly. I was craving it so bad, and it was soo good! There is only so much soup and yoghurt a man can handle. Anyway, after dining at such a fine establishment, I went and did my banking. My work requires me to do the banking about 2/3 times a week….so as you can imagine I know the staff quite well. When I walked in, one of the guys I am friendly with said “how you going man?”..and kept on walking. He didn’t notice a thing. When it was eventually my turn to be served at the counter, the lady (who I also see every week) said hello, and kind of looked at me funny. It was the look of - something looks different, but I can’t put a finger on it. Perhaps she just looked at me that way because of my wolf man facial hair. I could be wrong, but I have a feeling women notice change more than men. Ok, well that was my first time out in public (besides surgeon visits)…and so far no one has said anything. Will keep you posted