Today is my niece's bday. Micah. She is 20 today. I remember when I turned 20 - I just started my junior year at UCSD. I was enjoying all my upper division classes and was hoping to do something in my chosen field after college. I wanted to make a difference, make people's lives better. I wanted to create more livable communities in my home town. Twenty-one years later I have not done anything even close to that, but I haven't counted myself out for making my own mark in the world. Not yet.
Every now and then I wonder what my life would be like in a parallel universe, you know, the ones where you still are who you are, but your life went in a different direction. Like, what if I didn't 'throw away' that one guy - would it have lasted all these years?, or what if I did go to grad school 10 years ago - would I have crossed paths with the 'throw away guy' or would I be presenting a paper on ancient Mayan city planning?, or what if I moved to Spain six years ago instead of moving back to San Diego? If I did anything different, would I still have thyroid cancer? I honestly think that I would. It just seems that no matter what path you take, you will somehow end up where you need to be at certain times of your life, and if not, it catches up to you later on. Would I do anything different? No. I think my different experiences would have had a great affect on how I am I dealing with my health issues now. Or, maybe not. It's fun to think about though, all the 'what ifs' and 'what could have beens.'
Anyway, I decided to try rubbing castor oil on the area around my scar to see if it would take off any of the extraneous derma bond. I thought some of it was coming off, but it turns out I was just taking off the top layer of skin - ouch! Gotta love the self-inflicted pain.
Before rubbing on the castor oil:
Right after rubbing on the castor oil:
Result thereof:
So, how does my neck look?
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