It's been a little over a month since my surgery, and I'm still amazed that there's only this little swelling. Honestly, I couldn't help but think, “Did I really have surgery?” when I got home. Since it was a jaw reduction, I was mentally prepared for some serious pain, but I barely remember suffering from it at all. I had heard so many stories about people struggling when the anesthesia wore off, so I was a bit nervous. But when I woke up, I just felt dazed... lying there without any pain. They told me to just rest, so I kept asking when I could be discharged because I was bored. In the end, I got to leave an hour earlier than planned, and that felt like a good sign. The doctor wasn’t the type to push a lot of options on me; instead, he quickly understood what I needed and presented me with choices. That made me feel really comfortable. Because of that, the results turned out exactly as I had hoped, which naturally boosts my satisfaction. Every time I look in the mirror, I can really see how much smaller my face looks, and I can't help but feel proud. But I can't leave out the impact of the coordinator. To be honest, her influence played a big role in solidifying my decision to go ahead with the surgery. She explained everything in a calm and reassuring manner, which helped ease my worries, prompting me to book the appointment right then and there. Looking back, that choice feels like a stroke of genius. The doctor’s skills were fantastic as well... I keep thinking that if I decide to have another procedure, I would definitely come back here.