A septum, once bent and askew, Blocking the path where air should flow through, Crooked and strained, it caused such strife, Disrupting the ease of daily life.
Breaths came shallow, congested, tight, As sinuses filled, both day and night. Each inhale felt like a distant chase, As air struggled to find its space.
But septoplasty, with hands so skilled, A surgeon’s touch, the airways filled. Through nostrils wide, the work was done, A journey toward free breath begun.
No marks to bear, no scars to see, Just pathways clear for air to be. The septum straightened, strong, and true, A future of breathing made anew.
The patient rests with bandaged nose, Healing where the surgeon chose, Though slight discomfort may arise, Relief soon dawns, like clear blue skies.
No longer trapped by blocked confines, Now every breath flows smooth, refined. The deviated wall is gone, The airways open, new and strong.
Septoplasty, a surgeon’s art, Restoring breath, a vital part. With every breath, a life set free, A gentle song of clarity.
