I returned to coaching two fighters that have been MIA and out of the Philippines and I returned looking like an animation from the movie "Avatar". My face is just too weird to look at and not comment about, seriously. Even I caught myself laughing at the sight of myself. I'm not in pain though, never really was, and the doctor says this is to be expected because as my swelling moves down my face, different parts will change somewhat, until I'm no longer swollen that is.
My stitches were pulled out today, by the doctor. Not me. Relax.
My doctor is optimistic that there will be no scar. I'm pessimistic that there won't be.
Is it so strange that I kind of hope there's a bit of a scar?
Am I the only person that is into scars?
To me, scars tell stories and these stories are what makes life so great, so interesting.
I've had my share of injuries but I don't really have any physical scars. I guess I heal extra nice.
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