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Here is a humorous post epilogue to my comment yesterday of getting 29 stitches after splitting open my face in a skiing accident.
My mother insisted that I consult with a plastic surgeon. He said I should not worry that at the time the scar was red and quite visible, as over time it would fade into the same color as my face. The scar was in my eyebrow and curved down to the outside of my eye socket (where it is hidden by my glasses).
He said that the primary issue with the scar is that it is perpendicular to the crows feet line on the face and as I get older and the crows feet are more pronounced, they would not wrinkle naturally because of the scar intersecting the crows feet.
He then said that he could perform surgery to cut out the existing scar and then re-do it in a zig zag pattern so that the scar would intersect the crows feet lines at 45 degree angles so that the crows feet would wrinkle more naturally.
He said that it was a borderline question about whether I would want to have this surgery done. He said that "If it was me and my face, I would do the surgery. But you? You might not want to bother."
He was right. I did not bother.
So... completely series about sky!
So nice that you enjoy the sport, I would like to try it someday.
Beautiful shot!But were you skying or taking pictures, or both!?
Léia :)
This brought back memories of my sking days...oh the stories I could tell!
☼ Sunny
It's much better if one gets a lift to the summit, but I prefer a different kind of lift; a chair or gondola would be very nice, thank you!
With curiosity, patience and tiredness!
You take a little ride!
Tethered and pulled and tugged . . .
Great way to spend the day.
Nice blue and white.
I'd be scared slap to death on one of those things.
Hey, we got snow last night and the didn't even have to close the schools today!!
V
I didn't know that you are SO sportive :-)
Cool shot !!
I wish I was there now ;)
Kareltje =^.^= Betsie >^.^<
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(¸.•´ (¸.•´Anya
Aaah... Is that what you call snow, in colder areas? Lol! Wish we had some, such fun!
Ah but one naturally flies!
By sling shot please.
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