As Plain as the Nose on your Face…

Or not.

My last post was about the incredible discoveries the allergist made.

We were off to an ENT not too many days after we saw the allergist and he announced that her nose had been broken, according to the CT. They had trouble finding someone who was still taking our insurance and taking new patients.

The doctor looks at the CT and tells us that, no, Mary’s nose was not broken, but it looks like there is an old break on her jaw. What? So, we sit and discuss why Mary is not a good candidate for surgery, but we should see the oral surgeon about that xray that shows her jaw may have been broken. He discusses why Mary is so congested and we have an in-depth discussion about how the sinus works and, in Mary’s case, do not work.

There you go. Have a nice day.

We were so stunned at everything, we did not think to say, ‘Well, what now?’

No broken nose.

Off to the dentist office. I explain to the receptionist what I need and she is off to talk to the dentist. A few minutes later the dentist comes out and, after looking at the xray, says that there is no break and there never was one. She is curious as to why the ENT thinks that and asks if we Mary can come in and get another xray so she can look at a new one. The new xray confirms to the dentist that there is no break. Never was one.


So, even though it took a lot of running around, we know there is not break. That gets rid of a whole lot of rotten stuff. But it doesn’t help Mary’s current condition.

So, off to the ENT again. I call the office and explain that we had not asked what we SHOULD be doing, so they got us in the next day and we got to talk to someone again.

Now she is on a 21 day course of antibiotic, which I wasn’t too keen on, but she’s got a full blown sinus infection… again. We were armed with an arsenal of things to do and are doing it all. One minute she can be feeling better and one minute she’s not.

It’s a mess.

But we talk every day and go through the good things going on and trying to keep the negative to a minimum. Day to day. Hour by hour. Minute by minute.

One of the few things that seem to be helping her is losing herself in lavendar.