I'm starting to get a little nervous now. Phillip and I went grocery shopping today, and while we were there, I picked up several types of soup for me to eat after the surgery. It hit me right there in the soup aisle that it was just a week away, and I got butterflies in my stomach.
Again today, I have used my hand mirror to stare at my profile in the bathroom mirror three or four times. I am still sure I want to have the tip of my nose reduced a little, as well as removing the hump, but then that also started to scare me a little. It seems like the tip of my nose could be more easily messed up, so maybe he should just shave the bump down and leave my cartilage alone. But then I think about how disappointed I'll be if I'm still self-conscious about the length of my nose after the surgery. I also have fears that I will just hate the final product completely, and I won't be able to get my old nose back. The rational part of me knows that is extremely unlikely, considering I chose a good surgeon with plenty of experience.
What I am trying to convince myself is that it's not going to be perfect, nor do I want it to be. A perfect nose would look silly on my imperfect face. A tiny, button nose would not go with my strong jaw. I will still be me, and I will still find flaws. But an improvement sure will be nice.
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