I have this really gross scar on my shoulder. It's lumpy and bright red
and it hurts when anything, even air touches it. I have had it since I
was a kid and any time I get a cut I am sure it will turn into one of
those gross scars and ruin me for life. Every time I have gone to a
doctor about it or anything that involves a doctor seeing the bad scar,
it always ends with the doctor saying the same thing: Well, just be
really glad it's not on your face!
Every morning when I get out of the shower and see that scar I think how happy I am it is not on my face. Wouldn't a lumpy,painful, swollen red scar on your face be awful?! Whew, thank Buddha this scar is not there! So when Spider War '09 happened I didn't even let myself think for one second about the bite area turning into one of those hideous scars because this was not the time I wanted my thoughts to become a reality. I was very busy being glad the scar I did have was not on my face. I rushed to the doctor and got help in an effort to prevent whatever I could.
That was almost a month ago. Everything to do with the bite has healed except a bright red lumpy painful spot about the size of a quarter that makes my eyelid all puffy and hurts when anything, even air touches it. It's very annoying. And, IT'S ON MY FACE.
I went to see the dermatologist and the laser specialist about this and of course because I am me the thing I did not think about became a reality anyway! I have the best luck ever! There's really not much they can do about it other than trying some topical steroid creams to stop it from getting worse and get the red out. After 6 months of trying the topical creams I can visit a plastic surgeon to see what they can do. Given my luck with doctors and referrals, I will be starting that process now.
And, IT'S ON MY FACE.
Before I went to the doctor this morning, I told Karen if this scar is a permanent thing that I'd cry every day. She said that sounded fair. It turns out I don't really have the time to do that and I'm not really a big cry baby type. I am easily annoyed though so just get real comfy with the idea that if you thought I complained a lot about my bangs never being the right length before, you ain't seen nothing yet.
I used to always cover up my chest so people would look at my eyes when talking to me. There will be no more of that. From now on, it's a whole new Linda! I will be covering my eyes and opening my shirt. I can't wait to see my windy days self-portraits now.
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