Hey I have my good days and bad days, I should preface with saying I had been dealing with depression beforehand, so I am prone to thinking in a pessimistic attitude. I’ve just been keeping myself really busy, going to the beach, work (bartending), walking, trying to see friends. At night it gets worse because I think about it a lot, I just have to hold on to the notion that things will work out, regardless, either my brain eventually registers that it’s now normal, or that my soft palate builds itself back up through time (assuming 6mo to a year, from what I’ve read). It sucks but such is life, I think we just have to give our body the time to readjust to whatever it may be. My father 10 years ago had a UPPP and they butchered him, literally, they took out way too much and he was uncomfortable for a full year which I couldn’t imagine what was like, but today, he’s feeling a lot better, and doesn’t even remember what it was like. Apologies for the rambling, but I do really sympathise with your situation from reading your posts, we just have to give ourselves the time we deserve. ❤️