rOk, so this was once upon a time, long story short….I had a nose job. Truth be told I hadn’t always hated my nose. I think the first time I realized my nose was less than normal or ‘cute’ was when a school classmate asked me if I had broken my nose. It was only then that I examined my nose a little more carefully. I think I was in the seventh grade. Junior high is one of those pivotal times in your life as a young teenager. A time when you start to notice boys, girls become obsessed with hair and makeup trends, school dances and who was the most popular become the most important aspects of life.
I think my feeling of inadequacy started here, in Jr. high.
After my insensitive classmate pretty much said “what’s up with your schnoz” I closely examined my nose more carefully and to my utter shock and confusion I realized I did have a less than desirable side profile which my nose was a little longer than I would have liked and had a bridge hump towards the top. I started to wonder if I had in fact broken my nose. It did kind look that way.
Fast forward to my mid twenties and I just could not shake this feeling of nasal inadequacy. I wanted a ‘cute’ nose, a ‘button’ nose, the kind of nose you see in magazines like Glamour and Elle.
I decided to get a free cosmetic procedure consultation. I was asked by my future surgeon the same question, “did you ever break your nose?” Wow, is everyone this insensitive? Ok, I guess a cosmetic surgeon could say that, I mean after all he had my best interest at heart right? I came to him with a problem and he was trying to solve it.
Looking back I did actually recall an incident where I was running at school in 3rd grade and I ran smack dab into the side of a portable classroom, cutting the corner too close as I was running to a sewing class. I remember this hurting a whole hell of a lot and my nose did bleed quite a bit. I thought after I viewed my profile…”hmm, did I in fact break my nose?” Nonetheless, it was time to fix the damage that had been done so many years before this appointment. After my surgeon told me I had a deviated septum and that it’s highly probable that my medical insurance would cover some of the procedure, I decided to fork over nearly $5000, reluctantly, and scheduled the surgery. My surgeon said the procedure would take a couple hours and be an outpatient event. Easy peasy right?
Having grown up in poverty and spending so much time and energy trying to get out of poverty, $5000 at the time might as well have been $100,000 to me. But I figured the confidence boost it would give me could propel me into a far better tax bracket than my lowly wage as an administrative assistant at a local furniture store. And it would make for great wedding pics as my then husband snd I were renewing our vows with a real ceremony this time. The first wedding was in the living room of our very first apartment together.
After waiting a couple weeks impatiently, the day finally came! Surgery day! I went through the procedure and was told when I awoke that the surgery had in fact taken a lot longer, actually more like 6 hours. I guess I bleed pretty bad and the surgery didn’t go quite as planned. I looked like I had just been in the rig with Mike Tyson. That’s actually an understatement, it was all bad! I had two black eyes. Two tampon looking bandages in my nostrils and bandages on my face. I looked like a hot mess, although I was too sore and tired to care. My then husband (now ex-husband) drove me home and really the rest of the day was a blur. Assuming I just went home and slept. Day three post-op was the worst day of recovery, my whole face was swollen and my eyes where nearly swollen shut.
I think I got my bandages off about 7-10 days post-op. When I finally got to see the results of the surgery I was soooo happy. See my Avatar pic on this blog for a good view of what my nose looked like post op.
Here I am now, it’s been about 14 years since my surgery and I can safely say that although I don’t regret the surgery, I do wish I had been more informed. My nose has changed shape. It’s now more boney looking and the bridge has a sharp, non-rounded edge. I have reoccurring sinus infections which can be pretty brutal. I’ve had stinging in my nose. I’ve had gross smelling nasal discharge (I know TMI) before a few times, I’ve had sinus headaches and now I was told I may have to have a other surgery to correct the first surgery and that I still have a deviated septum. Although, I was told that a future surgery may be necessary with a Rhinoplasty, I guess I kinda just shrugged the risk off as being a rare possibility and I was hopeful that my surgery would go perfectly and be the exception.Why am I posting this on a frugal living blog? I think it’s important to share personal things that I’ve gone through, I want to be as open and transparent about my life struggles. I have not had an easy life by any stretch of the imagination. These are just some huge hurtles I’ve had to overcome in my life. I have endured child abuse, neglect, poverty, infertility, domestic abuse, having a special needs child, financial struggles, medical struggles, a five year divorce and a bankruptcy. I feel like I can relate to just about anyone at this in my life, I literally have gone through everything humanly possible, and yet I’m still standing, I’m still here and I live to fight another day! I hope this post helps and inspires someone who might be struggling with something difficult. Be brave and stay strong…. this too shall pass.