It's a dark and cold winter morning in Iceland. Very rainy day, but no snow yet, which is uncommon for Iceland at that time of the year. My mum Elisabet and my fiance Thomas and I drove to the jaw specialist and picked up some X Rays on the way. When we got to the surgeon, we were guided into the prep room right away. There he asked me if I had any additional questions or wishes he should consider when cutting my face open and rearranging my jaw, cheekbones etc. After we agreed on my new Kim Kardashian look *djok! I am doing this solely for medical reasons because I do not want my underbite to cause trouble in the future and my teeth to disappear more and more*, so after that session I had to take off all my jewelry and put it into a pink gummy glove so that none of my ear rings, bracelets, rings and necklaces would go missing. The doc also showed me pictures of a girl he did the surgery on the day before. She looked like she was not in too much pain and I felt a bit better. I trusted and liked the surgeon from the beginning. He is an Ironman triathlete with a good attitude and a lot of experience.
Afterwards, I got to drink some magical juice to clean and sterilize my mouth with. It was then, when I realized that things are about to become serious. Up to that point I have been pushing away the thought about the surgery a bit which was not difficult since my many appointments here in Iceland (Golf coaches, federation, media, award ceremonies and my picture sales) kept me really busy these last days.
Ohho I almost forgot: let's rewind for a moment and let me tell you about the day before the surgery a bit more. After receiving the big honor of being elected Reykjavik’s Female Athlete of the Year and seeing the girls from my golf club, we went back home and my mum had an amazing Christmas dinner prepared for me, since I will not be able to eat any solid foods for the next two or three weeks. She did a really great job and we had our traditional Christmas food (The BEST food ever!!). So like almost every year at Christmas, we had hummer with toast and sinnep sosan as an appetizer (I always make sure none of this delicious meat gets left behind on these shells), followed by Icelandic hamborgarukka with potatoes, vegetables, fruit salad with cream, and choco and a delicious sauce my mum makes. Accompanied by Christmas music it really felt like Christmas Eve and when she brought out some presents after we finished the main course I was wishless happy. We went on and watched the classic movie The Holiday and ate some self-made Christmas Toblerone Icecream. What a great evening!! When I snuggled into bed with Thomas we talked a bit about the next day, but then switched to topic to not get too nervous just before I tried to fall asleep and get some good rest. I managed to sleep good 8 hours and woke up fresh the next morning.
But back to business now. The nurse, a very nice older woman with grey hair under her green hair protection, golden glasses and a warm hearted and trust building smile showed me the way into the operation room, which was just next door. There, I also received my green sterilizing cap to hide my long blond hair under it. When the doctor and his “hombre” (that’s how I understood his name at first) put down the seat and strapped me on the chair, I knew the show was about to start. After a kiss from Thomas and my mum who had been waiting in the door and a quick I Love You, I let them go and saw them leave through my watery eyes. But hey, I am a strong Viking! I’ll be fine!
Just after they left, the doctor put a needle and tube for drugs in my hand and started to tell me a bit more about what’s gonna happen. When they turned on the drug pipeline, I felt really dizzy immediately - they were giving me some "crazy shit" I could have probably sold last Saturday after midnight at Kikis with a nice margin. Just kidding of course. Next, the oxygen mask came closer and closer - Oxygen on - lights out.
What is the surgery called?
Le fort and Midpalatal split
What this surgery is about?
In short: the surgeon fixes my underbite for medical reasons. He moves my cheek bones as well as my jaw and aligns them accordingly. Seems to be a pretty mechanical procedur
You want to know it in more detail?
here you can see it all (warning: you should have a strong stomache)
I don’t recall much/anything from the surgery, which is normal I guess when the equivalent of 400 horse powers of drugs flow in your blood stream, but when I woke up Thomas was sitting there, holding my hand and talking to me with a soft voice. How I was feeling? Pretty out of it and confused I would say. Except for my throat, I did not have much pain but I felt a great relief that I decided to do this and not push it away any further.
I was dizzy for a while, but eventually I sat in a chair and drank some coke. Drinking is a weird experience in the beginning because I couldn’t feel my lips our mouth at all. So 50% of the liquid I was able to swallow, the rest just ran out of my mouth the same way it came in. The doctor took out the needle from my hand and explained us how to proceed with taking the pain medicine Thomas had bought from the pharmacy downstairs. They brought me downstairs in a chair where Thomas had pulled up the car and I tumbled in, still being a bit dizzy. On the way home, there was a lot of bloody spit running out of my mouth and we both didn't have a tissue. So I had to wipe it off with my hand and Thomas ran inside to get some paper as soon as we got home.
My parents helped me to take of my shoes and I walked straight to my cozy bed where my mum just had renewed the covers. It felt great to lay down again. Walking a few steps can be exhausting!! That is it from me for the first day. The rest of the day just consisted of some attempts to drink more water and relax in bed. By the way, I did not feel very hungry yet. Let’s see if that will change tomorrow.