It's Monday, I feel like talking about plastic surgery.
For the longest I was unhappy with my nose, there were times I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin or pulling my hair out of my face and it almost always 100% directly related to my honker. I didn't have a super huge, crazy large nose by any means, but it made me feel less beautiful and that sucks.
So, I lived with that nose for 24 years. 19 was the first time I really considered Rhinoplasty, I even went to a plastic surgeon and had him show me what I'd look like with a small snout. It was a terrible experience and though I loved the way my computer generated nose looked, I hated the doctor and how I seemed to just be a young woman that he didn't need to be his patient! Either he was incredibly busy or he really didn't care that I was there.
Feburary 2011 my hunt was back on. I found a surgeon who fit well with me and had a great reputation (he'd actually done some work on my mom a while back). We set the date for May 22, 2011. I was excited, scared, nervous, and honestly ready to pee in my pants the night before the surgery. I actually went to a baseball game and downed a beer to ease the nerves.
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| Day of surgery: don't remember this photo (thanks painkillers). |
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| 4 days after. |
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| 7 days, one of my first days back to work. |
I had a gnarly black eye for a while and was scared to wash my nose after the splint was off on day 8, but all in all it was a great experience (as great an experience as I could have having my face beat in). Now I have a great nose (in my opinion)! Not gonna lie, it's weird knowing I had "Plastic Surgery," it's not something I ever thought I'd identify with. I love my new nose and I'm happy with how it turned out. I am all about loving yourself and I did/do love myself, but I'm glad I took the chance (and had the opportunity) and fixed the thing I wasn't 100% happy with. I'm also excited I get to spend the rest of my life with my sloped, thinner nose (I can even wash it without fear, now). :)
