I'm 11 months post-op and extremely grateful that I'm almost back to normal. I try not to whine about my facial paralysis, my deafness, my goofy balance, and cognitive difficulties. Some days, my ego can't handle it all and I do get quite depressed. Luckily for my husband & our 2 kids, the funky mood goes away when I see someone coping with seemingly worse disabilities.
I have both upper and lower tear duct plugs. The procedure's painless and I use drops only a few times a day, then have to remember to swipe my eyelid every hour since I can't blink. At night, I wear goop and an eye bubble; It's ugly but it works. The only corneal ulcer I've gotten is when I was too vain to wear the bubble.
My acquaintence at work who had an AN surgery shortly before me wears the stick-on gold weight. He, like me, doesn't want surgery to graft the facial nerve.
Recovery from surgery and all the other complications are so hard on a relationship and the people too. I'm sorry that girlfriend left but it's better that he found out now, rather than losing a wife! Hey, "if you can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen!" This is survival of the fittest, that's for sure.
I haven't logged on in a long time. I was comforted to read that so many people say "hang in there" and "be patient". I am anxious because I think my face could move tomorrow, or the next day, or next week, or...