Oh my....finally..I got fat grafting done...this is long~~

Since three years ago, my face suddenly lost volume... I haven't even gotten married yet... but day by day, men's interest kept fading away..... People I hadn't seen in a long time said I looked like a skull... They worried that I looked like I had some disease... Even my parents started worrying and had me get herbal medicine said to help with weight gain, herbal medicine to stimulate my appetite... I took it for a whole year, twice, but saw absolutely no effect... In the end, after secretly talking it over with my mom behind my dad's back, I decided to get autologous micro-fat grafting... To cut a long story short... the Chuseok holiday this time was pretty long, so I had surgery at D Plastic Surgery, which is quite famous in this field... Suddenly... an unplanned period started the day before surgery, so I was really flustered, but when I called the hospital.. they said it was fine, so I armed myself with tampons, which I don't usually use, and went to the hospital... I met the director, did the design while he artistically worked on my face... and when I lay down on the operating table... They told me to lie face down because they were taking fat from my thighs... Honestly... when they disinfected my thighs and groin, it was so embarrassing. But I guess the nurses have seen one or two people, right... I lay face down without realizing it and fell asleep.... Then suddenly I woke up with a start at someone calling me... It seemed the surgery was already underway... From around me, I heard, "Oh no, you shouldn't be getting up~~~" I was under sedation anesthesia, so I couldn't open my eyes, but for a moment I thought I'd made a mistake... Ah... just thinking about it... it's horrifying... terrifying... Anyway, when I came to my senses... I was lying on a bed in the recovery room next to the operating room... I tried to pick up the phone at my headboard to call my younger sibling who came with me, but my vision was blurry and I had no strength in my hands... It seems the call went through to the hospital desk... And there... I cried, saying, "It hurts~~~" Like this... - actually, it didn't even hurt... I just felt something foreign on my face, and maybe because of the anesthesia, I was just crying...;;;- The kind nurse said... "Does it hurt~~?? Just a moment~" Even the words she used were so gentle and pretty. I called my sibling again, put my clothes on right away... Even while I was still groggy, I knew I was embarrassed, so I said let's hurry and go home... I took a taxi home... And then I collapsed, slept, and when I woke up.. my face had turned into an ultra super giant steamed bun~~ Ah... today is the third day... The swelling hasn't gone down at all... They said it'll be swollen for a week, and it should start looking a bit more natural after two weeks... They also said I can't smoke, so I'm forcing myself to endure with truly superhuman patience, I'm even holding back on cigarettes.... Ah... swelling, please go down already...