"Wanna See My Scar?"
Today was my first foray into the outside world since my surgery. I had scheduled two events at the church with my wife before my surgery was scheduled. One was a fundraiser sale for a group of folks who are planning on attending The Salvation Army's Bible Conference in North Carolina (a 14-hour drive from here) later in August. At the same time, I scheduled a 'work project' day for the men. Now, I'm still limited as to what I can do (no lifting, no bending over, my wife drove me), so I wasn't much use, but we got a lot done.
Of course, this post isn't about my day (although we raised a little over $500.00). Its about the quote that forms the title. What is it about surgery that causes those who have them to want to show everyone they meet their scars, regardless of where?
About thirteen years ago, when my wife and I were doing a Christmas internship, on our last day, one of the ladies that we had gotten to know over the first few weeks we were there dropped in to the office (we hadn't seen her in a few weeks, due to her surgery). It was her first day out and she made a point of coming by to see us. In the course of the conversation, she asked my wife if she wanted to see the scar and before my wife could say 'no,' the lady dropped her sweats to reveal her hysterectomy scar. I was spared the view, as I had just stepped away on an errand.
Just a few years ago, another lady had double knee replacement surgery. A day or so later, we dropped by to see her, and she asked if we wanted to see her knees. I was about to decline, but then I could tell that it somehow meant a lot to her to show me. So I saw them. Both of them.
Is it that these folks are somehow looking for affirmation that they went under the knife and survive? I really don't know.
And no, I'm NOT going to show you my scar. Yeah, I know. I'm such a tease.
Of course, this post isn't about my day (although we raised a little over $500.00). Its about the quote that forms the title. What is it about surgery that causes those who have them to want to show everyone they meet their scars, regardless of where?
About thirteen years ago, when my wife and I were doing a Christmas internship, on our last day, one of the ladies that we had gotten to know over the first few weeks we were there dropped in to the office (we hadn't seen her in a few weeks, due to her surgery). It was her first day out and she made a point of coming by to see us. In the course of the conversation, she asked my wife if she wanted to see the scar and before my wife could say 'no,' the lady dropped her sweats to reveal her hysterectomy scar. I was spared the view, as I had just stepped away on an errand.
Just a few years ago, another lady had double knee replacement surgery. A day or so later, we dropped by to see her, and she asked if we wanted to see her knees. I was about to decline, but then I could tell that it somehow meant a lot to her to show me. So I saw them. Both of them.
Is it that these folks are somehow looking for affirmation that they went under the knife and survive? I really don't know.
And no, I'm NOT going to show you my scar. Yeah, I know. I'm such a tease.