Took the big honkin bandage off this morning. Sort of squinted at the chin, just in case it was...hideous.
Well. Frankenstein's monster has nothing on me.
Big ragged T shaped scar with many sutures, the whole area swollen and pretty numb. I look like I've been in a bar fight. At least, my chin does. And I thought the idea of going to a plastic surgeon was so that the scar wouldn't show as much. Relaxed Skin Tension Lines, and all that. Pretty prominent, at the moment.
But its okay. It'll get better. The scar will fade, the swelling will subside, the discolored parts will return to normal.
And its still done, done, done.
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