Never relax...Well. I upset someone. And arranged a fight. Which I didn't show up for. Then I met this black guy. Who I upset. And it was pitch black. (Midnight). I think if it had been day time, I might have seen it coming. Plus I was high on black Mamba.... T.K.O.
This. You always gotta clench the asshole.Never relax...
Well. I upset someone. And arranged a fight. Which I didn't show up for. Then I met this black guy. Who I upset. And it was pitch black. (Midnight). I think if it had been day time, I might have seen it coming. Plus I was high on black Mamba.... T.K.O.
Comments like this are why we will be friends forever.This. You always gotta clench the asshole.
Marvin Eastman is jealous of that. Holy fukn shit. Glad you are better.This is what happened when I went out at night, a little buzzed, with my dog and decided to run with him. I'm not sure what happened but I somehow tripped and went face first into a metal handrail or a cement planter, not sure.
You're going to want plastics for that. In other words a plastic surgeon not the ER doc.This is what happened when I went out at night, a little buzzed, with my dog and decided to run with him. I'm not sure what happened but I somehow tripped and went face first into a metal handrail or a cement planter, not sure.
This is what happened when I went out at night, a little buzzed, with my dog and decided to run with him. I'm not sure what happened but I somehow tripped and went face first into a metal handrail or a cement planter, not sure.
This is what happened when I went out at night, a little buzzed, with my dog and decided to run with him. I'm not sure what happened but I somehow tripped and went face first into a metal handrail or a cement planter, not sure.
You're going to want plastics for that. In other words a plastic surgeon not the ER doc.
Mine's pretty good but she's knows her limits and turfs if needed. The MOH's only guys are just as good and sometimes better. I'm sure you have seen some really good flaps swung. Her managing partner he's a general derm but has a weekly MOH's day and has plastics follow him to close. He runs it like factory automation. My GF does more frozen section control. She turf's the strict MOH's. But yeah plastics is another level.When I was in med school we were running the trauma bay and a family came in with everyone all at once.i remember this little girls bottom teeth punched through her chin so when she cried her mouth opened and a little mouth opened below her bottom lip in unison. Freaky. Poor girl.
Anyways we called the plastics fellow to come down and I swear that shit looked like a sewing machine did it.
I do some surgery and I'm meticulous about practice for the sake of it when not working on patients. I'd like to think I'm a little bit better than the average non-derm/non-plastics physician at aesthetics and results.
The plastics guys are on another level.
The worst part of the whole thing was the dude's piece on my shoulder in his scrubs as he leaned over me.
Heal up well.Yeah, the plastic surgeon did a thorough job. The main forehead cut went right through a dent I have had for as long as I can remember and have no idea how it occurred. He said that was the hardest spot to sew. The worst part of the whole thing was the dude's piece on my shoulder in his scrubs as he leaned over me. It was actually pretty pain free but we figured out I was out cold for a little bit, at 2am near quiet apartments. I don't remember the few seconds before it happened or how it happened. I hit hard enough my keys and phone were sitting around me on the sidewalk when I came to.
is this in the past or recent?This is what happened when I went out at night, a little buzzed, with my dog and decided to run with him. I'm not sure what happened but I somehow tripped and went face first into a metal handrail or a cement planter, not sure.
Crazy shit. I wish I was smart so I could make a difference besides selling wood to rednecks.When I was in med school we were running the trauma bay and a family came in with everyone all at once.i remember this little girls bottom teeth punched through her chin so when she cried her mouth opened and a little mouth opened below her bottom lip in unison. Freaky. Poor girl.
Anyways we called the plastics fellow to come down and I swear that shit looked like a sewing machine did it.
I do some surgery and I'm meticulous about practice for the sake of it when not working on patients. I'd like to think I'm a little bit better than the average non-derm/non-plastics physician at aesthetics and results.
The plastics guys are on another level.
Really nice result.Thanks for the well wishes, I ended up fine. Here is a pic from 2 days after, when it puffed up and my eyes closed.