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Tag: scar

Bumpy turf

Bumpy turf

There’s ridges on my head. An indent deep enough that the sides of it make two ridges, and a double-wide ridge just above my temple. The indent is the leading end of the incision they made for the surgery. It’s maybe an inch or an inch and a half long. The ridges on my temple … read more Bumpy turf

Posted on January 17, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 2015, brain, forgiveness, head, healing, pain, recovery, scar, surgery
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