Corrective surgery??

From this to

and from this to the one below...

Well, this is how I currently look like. The scar is visibly there. It shows no sign of vanishing fully. I have been religiously applying a whole range of recommended curative gel, oil or ointment which are costly but every end result is equally frustrating. The condition remains the same and seemingly, it would serve as a permanent reminder that I could not live a day without being reminded to the grave accident. As much as I tried not think about it, whenever I looked into the mirror and glanced trough my photos before the accident, at times, it hurts me somehow to see the unwarranted scar on my face. I know that CLEARLY I am not even Brad Pitt's closest match but how I wish the scar is there no more.

I have never thought that the above picture has now become my living memory of my nearly-unblemished face. It wasn't flawless but it surely was a zillion time better than it is now.

My am at present

As much as I hate people knowingly stare at my flecked arm, I have to brave myself wearing short sleeve T-shirt. I have never tried to hide this ugly sight from the public. Although having people to look intently at my bruised arm is no longer an awkward experience, however, their judging eyes make me feel so uncomfortable and sometimes, humiliated. Reading their expression makes me sick to my stomach. They must have thought I have caught a kind of a skin disease due to my poor hygiene or something. Come on, people, I can't afford to tell every pair of gawking eyes that what they are seeing is actually a cruel, unwanted mark of a road mishap.

Day 3 after the road accident.

Day 7

Towards healing....

You have no idea how badly I want my sound arm back...

On Tuesday, the 8th, I would be seeing a specialist again. Perhaps, I might resort to a corrective plastic surgery?