I recently had multiple surgeries on my head, face and chest to
remove skin cancers (not the serious kind).
At one point, I had 34 staples in my scalp. The doctor, using Mohs surgery, cut until
microscopic examination showed all of the cancer was removed. Some of the sites were over two inches long.
My tight skin tugged at the staples causing pain. I complained to everyone, including a nurse
(not at the surgery center). She
sympathized appropriately and then told me her story.
Her son was born with his head too small. He had multiple surgeries to open his scalp
from ear to eat to enable his skull to grow.
His scalp was held together with staples like mine. A could of times, the staples pulled
loose. Finally, his scalp was repaired
with a skin graft.
I felt so bad thinking of that little boy suffering through
surgeries and staples.
I asked how her son was doing now.
She said he is now 16 years old, has a learning disability,
hearing problems and a permanent stent in his brain to draw out fluids. She went on to tell me he is happy,
considerate and a wonderful young man.
“He is the best thing that ever happened in my life.”
Suddenly, the staples in my head didn’t hurt. I even quit complaining (at least as much as
I did before).
Seasoned Man
stevelem117@gmail.com
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