By Emma PlastikovaEmma PlastkovaEmmas Plastic Surgery has a special place in my heart.
When I was a child, I used to look after my own plastic surgery scarring with a gentle sponge brush.
As a child I would brush away the excess from my skin with a pair of scissors.
I had to do this because I was so sensitive to the touch of a needle.
But as I got older, my scarring would grow larger and I would begin to notice the scars in my skin.
I would have to wash my hands to remove the scarring, then use a gentle toothbrush to wash the scar from my teeth.
It would always hurt to brush at all.
I was not able to get out of bed for several weeks to avoid the scar.
I began to experience severe pain, so I began shaving my arms and legs as well as my back, neck, stomach and back.
The scars grew and my skin began to grow white.
The scarring became so deep and so deep that I couldn’t touch my skin without it feeling so raw.
My arms, legs and chest started to ache, my face started to swell and I was unable to see out of my eyes.
I was in pain, I was suffering from a severe pain that no one had ever described to me.
I felt hopeless.
But I was not alone.
As I began therapy with a plastic surgeon, my scars were slowly but surely healed and I could begin to see my scars as a person and not a scar.
I used to say to myself, if I had had this scar for life, I would never have had to live with it.
But now, every day, I think about my scars and how I can get them healed.
I have scars that are as thick as a tree trunk, they stretch across my entire body, and they are so deep.
I do not want to let them affect my ability to live my life, but I know I have to keep doing what I do to get them better.
In 2017, I received a diagnosis of Type 2 diabetes, which was the first time in my life that I had ever been diagnosed with a medical condition that caused me to lose my ability or ability to walk.
I also began to notice that my hair began to fall out and the scars were starting to become visible.
The doctors diagnosed me with depression and anxiety.
I knew I needed to take medication for anxiety and depression, and it was too late.
I lost a lot of weight and started to feel anxious and depressed.
I started using my new medication, but after a year of using it, I still couldn’t get out my hair.
I needed more than medication.
I wanted to be free of my plastic surgery.
I want to be able to walk again.
I think the treatment that I have received at Plastic Surgery is an important first step in my recovery.
I’m still working to regain my physical and mental health.
I have been working with a dermatologist for several months to get rid of my scar.
It took me nearly two years of continuous therapy, but finally I have started to regain the strength to walk and I am now able to be a normal person again.
My scars have not healed, but now they are much less painful.
My scarring is less of an issue for me, but it still is there, and I still have to worry about the scar being visible in public.
I need to wear a mask so I can see what the scars are and how they are growing.
I don’t want my scars to become a sign that I am in trouble.
I am very thankful to my plastic surgeon for helping me through my recovery and I look forward to my future.