Being Honest: Plastic Sugery
I have a confession to make, but I want to talk about a couple of other things before I share my story. I'm going to be honest, I didn't want to write this blog for multiple reasons. First, I didn't think that it was anyone's business, my close friends and family already know. Second, it had nothing to do with anyone else and only affected me so why share it? Third, I was scared of the criticism and judgment. After writing my post about loving myself, some of my family and friends noted I left something big out, and in a way I guess I did. I don't want to sound like a hypocrite, because I think learning to love myself was more than a physical thing but also about loving myself for my heart and soul. Anyways, I'll get back to that later. Here's my confession: I had a nose job.
That's right, I had plastic surgery, and that doesn't make me self-absorbed, fake, insecure, stupid, or anything else you want to call me. I don't actually like to call this a "confession" per say because I've never lied about it, I just haven't really broadcasted it like I can't believe I'm about to do. I had a nose job this last December of 2015 and I'm really happy about my decision. To explain a little more of how I came to making this decision I'm going to share the events that led up to this surgery. My entire life I have been a mouth breather, especially as someone with asthma I always felt like I couldn't get enough air, and breathing through just my nose was extremely difficult and wasn't providing enough oxygen to my lungs. When I went to the ear, nose and throat doctor he informed me that I had a slight deviated septum and extremely large turbines (also known as your inferior nasal conchae for all you fellow science majors) that were swollen and long, closing my airway in my nose making it hard for me to breathe. My nose has never been a feature that I hated, but was never completely happy with. I never looked at my face and hated the way it looked because of my nose, it was more so something that just annoyed me. The top of my nose was really wide compared to the tip and had obvious harsh boney borders and had a hump near the top. From certain angles it was a lot more noticeable and it bothered me especially in pictures. So I decided to change the appearance of it by making it thinner, and having a slight curve to my nose making it straight and removing the hump. Going into this I wanted my doctor to make these changes but I still wanted it to look natural and I still wanted to feel like myself, and I think he did an amazing job.
I did it during my winter break so that I would have enough time to recover, and was able to go home so I could be with my parents and recover there. I have the lowest pain tolerance ever, so of course I was whining to my parents like a baby. But I mean he did basically take a hammer to both sides of my nose! I had bruising under my eyes and one eye was swollen shut for about two days. By the time I got my cast off I was also off the pain medication and my face looked fine. It was super swollen when I got the cast off and still is, especially the tip. It can take up to a whole year to settle to its final product. Some days it gets more swollen than other depending on if it's cold, if I had a lot of sodium, etc. It's weird because it feels like I've had this new nose forever and this is what I've always looked like! It's a weird feeling sometimes.
Whenever I would talk to my friends they would say things like, "your nose is fine", "there's nothing wrong with your nose". I think it's true when we say that we are our own biggest critics. Things that other people barely noticed, were things that bothered me a lot. I want to emphasize that me having this surgery had NOTHING to do with anyone else or what others think about me. I did this because I had the opportunity to change something I didn't like about myself, and if we're being honest I think most people would if they could. Yes, it may be extreme to have surgery to change your appearance but it's my body and I'm not hurting anyone else by doing it so it really shouldn't bother you. I was going to go through with the medical portion of the surgery anyways so I figured since I would already be on the operation table I might as well do everything. I wasn't seeking approval from others, or thinking that this would make me love myself more, because again, loving myself was about way more than my physical appearance. Of course changing something that I was insecure about boosted my confidence, but there's nothing wrong with that. I have never denied getting this procedure done, but didn't really make that big of a deal about it either. I think that if someone wants to get something done and it makes them happy then who cares? If you disagree with me or others who altered their appearance, that's fine but you can keep your opinion to yourself. We are all free to do with our bodies as we please whether that be getting a tattoo, getting plastic surgery, wearing make up, wearing wigs or getting piercings. I felt that if I could write about all the other aspects of my life on here, then why not this? I'm not embarrassed about it or denying it, so why not address it?
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By the way how cute is my chihuahua Leo. He's also extremely awkward like me. So click HERE for a picture of that.