When I was 15 I got titanium rods screwed into my spine because of kyphosis (like scoliosis but bent forward instead of sideward). This involved two surgeries and a long scar straight down my entire back and another on my side.
Then I had to wear a full plastic back brace for six months which scarred my psyche way more than surgery scarred my body.
Feb 24, 2025
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mom was using a machete to clear the tall weeds in our yard at our new house in Thailand. i walked up behind her to ask a question and got caught in her backswing. i clutched my elbow and saw a dark red streak go down my arm. it was so deep you could see ligaments and fat tissue. we had to drive 45 mins into town to get stitches and tetanus shot but at least i got out of yard work for the day. lucius is so jealous of this scar lmao
i also have a scar on my leg from a lipoma (benign fat tumor) that needed removal in high school. and a huge scar from surgery to repair my broken collarbone from the seatbelt that saved me from dying in a horrible accident in college. i have metal plates and screws holding me together. and a few scars on my hands and wrists from the broken windshield glass.
Feb 24, 2025
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1. My biggest is a scar from collar bone surgery after it broke into three pieces on a bike ride in the college. I still have the metal plate holding it together
2. Two on my achilles tendons because I walked on my toes for my entire childhood, so they needed to be surgically lengthened when I was nine.
3. Several on my face from when I was hit by a car while on a bike ride.
4. One on my outer wrist from riding too closely past a branch while on a 100 mile bike ride
And I have several more from either crashing my bike or being clumsy. I don't do bike racing anymore lol.
Feb 24, 2025
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I had major spinal surgery lol
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