6 days after receiving it. I am a man in his 30s.
The reason why I decided to do it
was that I had marriage problems and after going through too many bad things at once in various interpersonal relationships,
my self-esteem was shattered and I was shocked by the world. So I would only think of negative things. Since I was young, I liked decorating and taking pictures. It's late because I also liked taking pictures, but
does this mean that I should try to put in some effort myself instead of just investing in other people? I wanted to live a new life, so I blindly looked into it and made an appointment.
Since I have a job at the hospital, I wanted to finish it all at once, so I chose a large, well-known place [factory-type?] that could do everything.
I figured I could just rest for 10 days and go to work, right? That's how D-day came. On
the day of the surgery - consultation
Even though it was a weekend ,
the hospital was big and large, so there were a lot of people and I saw a lot of men, so I guess a lot of men do it these days.
I was looking at each
director in the consulting room to come up with a design and
organizing detailed design requirements in my head, but
the reality was that the moment I realized that this was just my idea, I was debating for about 5 seconds whether I should leave the meeting and cancel, even though
it was the morning start time. The doctors had a lot of surgery scheduled for the future, so it seems like they designed for 3-5 minutes and flew off somewhere as if they were pressed for time.
At least I wanted to express the feeling I wanted in a simple way, so I photoshopped my face and took it and showed it. It wasn't like this. ...
It's still the 6th day, so I'll have to wait for the stitches to be removed tomorrow and the swelling to go down, but it seems that only the nose is slightly satisfied [straight nose, starting point of the bridge of the nose]. The tip of the
nose is
too
pointy
The person peeking at his nose and
looking at his eyes heard the director's voice, and the world suddenly turned white and orange as if he was being anesthetized. Is it a neon sign where the afterimage of my finger goes up and
down in a very flashy way before my eyes, and my body moves along with the movement? Do you feel like you are being dragged around in 1-4 dimensional space? Was this a dream?
When I came back to my senses, I was asked to open my eyes and the stiff feeling of tying a thread was so clear. [For example, when I had my wisdom teeth removed, I was put under anesthesia and
the feeling of being pulled with a tool in my mouth] And I turned my head. Then, when you apply a soldering iron to the end of the corner of your eye, is it twisted?
I think I did it, and while I was doing it, I smelled that burning flesh. After that, my eyes got really big! I don't remember the ending of the director sounding happy.
Did my eyes really get so big? I still have tape on the correction area, so I'm not sure about the line, and the shape is somewhat lumpy.
After that, I wonder if it was the moment when I was changed to general anesthesia, so I came to my senses, so I skipped all surgeries, and
the time was about 11:30 am. It started at 22:00 PM and arrived at the lounge.
Day of surgery - 1st day in the hospital room
When I came to my senses, as in some reviews, a staff member's voice told me to stand up, and when I came to my senses and took a few breaths,
they put me in a wheelchair and placed me lying down in a small single-person hospital room and told me to rest.
It wasn't really a word, and I was in a hectic state, but there was quite a distance from the operating room to the hospital room, and there were many ordinary people, so
I could feel them staring. I, myself, was so distracted that I didn't have time to worry about such things, but what were they thinking when they saw me like this? I was curious.
Day 1 started
like this
. Wow.. It's so hard. I can't think of anything else. In some ways, I peeled off all the tissue, cut the bones, and tied the outline of the face, eyes, and nose.
Even if I understand that I'm trying to draw it... I'm looking at my face on my phone. I guess I just tried to sleep because I could guess what kind of condition I was in even without looking.
After a while, the staff came in and out to tell me to drink water, change my blood canister, control my pain , and I thought I must have been tired from managing so many people all night long
. They say there are a lot of kids who have sore throats, but I don't think it was a result of my breathing habits being that my nose was often clogged, so I used my throat a lot. It didn't hurt at all.
And in the midst of this, there was something that made me think a lot.
I was struggling through the early morning, whining like crazy, and in a hospital room, a woman came out and said, He was screaming...
while taking very deep breaths.. my... my... my.. my face... my face, my face, my face! Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!! It seemed like he was tired from going to sleep and making noises like that about 3 times in the morning
.
I think he was freaking out because he was so swollen, but when I came to my senses and looked at my face on my phone, it was a sight...
Even after drinking so much all night, I still have a clean face, but I feel like
a bulldog has been stabbed in my face. I'm in so much pain that I whine and ask if I can stay in the hospital for one more day, but they say absolutely no way [I have to come back the next day to get my nose removed anyway]
Even though I wasn't paying a penny or two, I was so sad at the time that they didn't let me use the room for one more day. I asked if it was okay to do this because I would pay an extra day's hospitalization fee, and
they said there was a rule and asked me to understand that they couldn't give special treatment only to patients.. Is that true? It was the staff member. I was wondering if I was telling the truth,
so I held out until the very end of the check-out time, groaning, and I think I was discharged around 11 o'clock
. My house is 2 hours away. It's ridiculous to go by public transportation, and I didn't have anyone to come as a guardian, so I took a taxi to and from my house. Taxi fare... evaporation ㅈ
2nd day -
I went to take cotton out and wash my hair, so it seemed to be okay, but it only lasted for a while. My nose was stuffy again, I couldn't sleep well, I whined and
couldn't even eat porridge properly, and it seemed like I was there until the 3rd day without thinking. Thinking about the taxi fare, ㅂㄷ
4th day. -
They say the swelling peaks on the 3rd day, but I think I felt this on the 4th night. It feels like my entire face is very swollen.
And every time I take off the compression band and put it on, I feel like blood is coming out of the needle that was inserted into the inside of my lip.
I was told it would be okay as long as the blood wasn't gushing out, so I savored the taste of blood once in a while.
The porridge I ordered online arrived, and with the desire to survive, I ate tuna porridge every meal. With my mouth wide open, I ate it twice.
Day 5 -
I felt a little fatter, so I grabbed my cell phone that I had thrown away somewhere. Some people even called the hospital to ask if he was dead or what was the problem, and
many people sent me New Year's greetings, but I took a moment to express my gratitude to those who did and couldn't do it all.
Kids who don't know I had plastic surgery seem upset. The swelling seems a bit dead, but does it still look out of place because of the stitches? I tried to find comfort in this
... Then, when I went into the gallery and looked at the last picture of myself dressed nicely, I couldn't help but look so good-looking.
A younger brother's words come to mind: I wonder if I really need to get plastic surgery when I have a face that no one has...
Day 6 -
Today This is. Before plastic surgery, I change the room layout and
check that I can see a full-length mirror right when I get out of bed. Hmm, one Bbang Bbang... Bbang Bbang seems to be having fun these days. I feel a lot of kinship.
The splint on my nose has fallen off. My face has become so oily that the flesh tape is slippery like greaseproof paper.
Still, I haven't skipped the medicine I'm told to take even once. I've done it all
and am waiting for the stitches to be taken out tomorrow.
Will it change? I'm going to work starting next week, but I'm a little worried.
Of course, it's okay because I'm in the design field where all I have to do is touch computers and machines. I've been there for 10 years, so it
doesn't matter, but I feel like I'll have to show results that are different from what I said loudly and promised to change. Annoyance creeps in...
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I've written down in small detail the time I've felt and spent until today. I
wrote it as emotionally as possible so that it can feel a little realistic from the perspective of a man or a woman. I
'm not promoting the hospital, but I'm trying to promote the hospital. I would like to tell you that this is not a criticism. [
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I hope so .
For those who want to do all 3 types of contouring for their eyes and nose, it would be a good idea to take ample time to do the adjustments.
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