God only knows why I'm writing at all. I guess I'm just frustrated and angry and ranting helps even though I am sure this all goes into an internet Bermuda Triangle . I have no other outlet whatsoever.
Right now I'm listening to the song "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter. I have to be honest, I have no idea why I like this. It really isn't anything that special. But, the point is for some reason I'm addicted to this song and I can't seem to stop listening to it. Is it somehow suposed to make me feel better to know there are other people out there in cyberworld who are having a bad day. What is this? "Misery loves company"? Well I have news for the masses...that miserable company doesn't ease the pain one iota. Really, I never understood the mindset behind that expression. If you think about it, it is pretty moronic. For me, everyday is a bad day...and knowing others are having a bad day doesn't make mine any better.
Seems my big deal skin grafts were a big waste of time and money, not to mention the physical agony I went through. Here is the deal, according to Dr. K:
"A patient who wants all burn scars removed, just like in the Hollywood movies, typifies the patient fallacy. Those expectations are unrealistic given our current technologies. It is an inflated expectation of what is possible with reconstructive surgery. If expectations are not realistic, any reconstructive effort is doomed to fail. Physical problems can occur, such as infections, blood clots, or wound breakdown."
I wonder why he didn't tell me any of this before the surgery. I did think all of my scars would be removed like in the movies. He never told me any different.
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