When I was... 11? 12? Anyway, somewhere around those years, I had a little growth removed from my knee. Looked like a glorified blood blister and I’d had it for a couple years by that point. It had some grand multisyllabic name, the typical jawbone-fracturing scientific gibberish that meant nothing to me. Had it biopsied too, benign.
For a few years I had a light scar, a nearly perfect circular white spot with a whiter ring around the edge. I told everyone who noticed it, which was nearly everyone I was around for any length of time during shorts seasons. Easier to tell people what happened than to have them guess repeatedly.
Have you ever had plastic or elective surgery? Did you tell anyone? Why or why not?
Submitted by Beth Punches.
Originally posted on donnunn.vox.com