Yesterday was my birthday, so I have now officially entered my 38th year of life on this planet. No longer can I say I am in my mid-30s. 37 is just a little beyond that age range, don't you agree? I am, however, still within that 35-39 age group so maybe that's why I'm still okay with it. Regardless, my birthday means I get to spend time with the people I hold near and dear, so I'm looking forward to all the festivities going into the weekend. Dan and my Thursday girls spoiled me rotten yesterday, tonight I will enjoy delicious Pad Thai, and tomorrow a big group of my loves are all joining me for dinner at D'Agnese's, one of my favorite Italian places.
My birthday clearly is also an excuse to eat lots and lots of food. And cake. Mmmm, cake.
The year ahead brings some changes, the most notable one coming up next week. I don't know if anyone remembers my post back in June, but I had some crazy medical issues all dealing with my nose. I had a skin infection called cellulitis that was undoubtably one of the most painful things I have ever been through in my life. When all was said and done and the infection finally cleared up, I was left with a slightly deformed nose due to the fact that the infection ate away at the cartilage near the end.
I've hated my nose pretty much my entire life. Whenever given the question of "If there was one thing about yourself that you could change, what would it be?"- my nose was always the number one answer. It was made even worse when I broke it several years ago after a drunken stumble into my armoire at night (ah, to be 27 again). So, when the doctor told me reconstruction was an option, and that since it was necessary due to the infection my insurance would cover it, I pretty much jumped on the chance to get it fixed. The doctor also said while they're in there they can also "take care of" some of my other issues, too, like my slight deviated septum, which should help with my breathing issues, and get rid of the lovely bump near the top.
Um. Yes, please.
In less than a week I go under the knife. I haven't had a surgery in over 14 years, so of course I'm nervous- scared about how much pain I'll be in and how sick I'll get from the anethesia. But to be completely vain, mostly I'm excited for the outcome. I wouldn't wish that infection I had on anyone, nor would I EVER want to go through something like that again. But if the result is an improved nose that helps alleviate some of my allergies, well, I have to say I'm pretty okay with that.