Scars Character or battle scars?

[Ms. Tabitha]

I have a scar, belly button down from my hystorectomy which has made me cancer free since Oct of 1999.
I have a small scar for my appendectomy removal.
One small scar by my belly button and one on my right rib cage from when I had my gallbladder removed.
My left forearm bottom side from when I put my arm through a plate glass window at 17, I missed the door latch.
On my right knee is a small scar from my Grandmothers corner China cabinet which met It's untimely demise and all it's contents of fine China were lost during a fight between my cousin and I.

Of course the scars I am most proud of, are the ones I recieved from my son and my three daughters!

[suebee]

Yup! Got a bunch of them. Still alive and able to walk. That's all that's important. Character-builder? Isn't everything?

[afixer]

Originally Posted by afixer

I've got two or three that invoke questions from time to time ...

the one I picked up at 13 riding dirt bikes with the boys.
I attempted a jump over a fallen tree and it resulted in me landing on the gas tank with half of my labia minora.
I limped home with blood pouring from my crotch and my mother took one look at me and started her you're a woman now period spill.
I was given a pad and a speech and she never even looked at it. :sighs:

[Lady Pamela]

I personally have come to terms with my scars but I do not wear them as a badge...Actually they came with much hardship untill I accepted me for me.

I was cut from almost the top of my back, around my right side to my hip. Also in front from hip to hip when I was three.

They have shortened some yes since then. But due to other issues the hip to hip one had to be re- opened.

I absorbed my twin and due to toxic issues..The extra parts had to be removed.

Also at 16 I was in a fire but those only I can see...smiles Unless they are pointed out.


I later went on to be a dancer reguardless of the scars...And did well...Which helped me to heal inside as well.

[Luv]

I think its both,,either was there are lotsa stories about how ya got em. I've had 12 surgeries,,there is always a story.

[Stearns]

Not so much character-building, as "unique identifiers". Kinda like dental records or fingerprints... Anyway, here's mine:

Left knee - surgery for cartilage torn at the gym

Chin - racing my bicycle and the kid I was racing turned his front wheel into my back wheel b/c I was beating him. I went over the handlebars and chin- planted on the asphalt.

Right ankle - the pedal on my banana-seat bicycle would slip off, and the pedal frame gouged out my skin.

Left elbow - surgery scar from another bicycle mishap. Chain broke, I was thrown off, broke my elbow.

Inner right forearm - scar from a hot mini-bike muffler

Left leg - a neighborhood dog attacked my dog and I stepped in between them. Took it in the calf.

Right ankle - Burglar alarm call. Dog didn't appreciate me being in its yard to check on the house.

Chest - surgery

Neck - surgery for herniated discs

Back - cyst removed

Right shoulder - rotator cuff repair. Tore it at the gym.

Right knuckle - sliced by glass that fell out of a picture frame

Lower abdomen - Removal of organs that should have never been there in the first place

Right hip - didn't realize the tail of my shirt was in the flame of a candle and it caught on fire and burned me

Forehead - small star-shaped scar from falling on brick steps when I was 3. Although my mother forbade me to run up and down our front steps, I did it anyway. I just NEEDED to.

I think that's everything.

[JustJo]

Reading this thread makes me realize that, for age 48, I am remarkably unscarred.

I have a tiny one on my chin, where I cracked it open and needed stitches (twice!) at the age of 5 or 6.

Right knee...vertical scar about an inch long...getting it pinned and dragged along a fence by a horse that preferred not to cooperate.

And it's not a scar, but I have an extremely annoying ganglian cyst on my left wrist...looks like a lump under the skin (ick) from over-stressing the joint when I renovated my office. That one will be going when I can psych myself up enough to do it... (fraidy cat here)

That's it.

As far as scars on other people...I look at them the same way I do wrinkles or grey hair...just a part of who they are, and part of what we accumulate as we live.

[lipstixgal]

I have a scar on my left leg from total knee replacement surgery but I think that's about it for me. Unless I have to have any more surgeries. OH yeah I have scars from countless picc lines and groschon catheters that they placed in me while I was recuperating from Lyme's disease!!

[Isadora]

I have several scars

My right hand has lots of little scars from being a baker. Oven scars.

My right knee has had laproscopic surgery. I had a torn medial and lateral meniscus and a torn ACL. I had the meniscus repaired but I did not replace the ACL. Dance. Years of it. I still dance. I will dance even in my chair someday if I haveta.

Left leg. Shaving. Straight razor. Enough said.

Left Side of my Chin. My mother in a fit of rage hit me with a skillet. Think Joan Crawford on speed.

Internal. Too many to count. Mostly healed and loving life.

[Corkey]

My list
Both knees, I had gauze for knee caps from riding me bike.

left knee arthroscopic surgery tore medial and lateral collateral ligaments

right shoulder blade from a knife an idiot placed there, in the AF. He was the worse for wear.

left fore finger tin can cut, a little cayenne pepper and good as new.

left thumb dog bite

right shoulder bursa sack cleaned out

lower abdomen tumor removed.

scar on top of my head from a trailer window, It has become a cowlick.

forgot the one on my left wrist from climbing down the face of Sandia Mountain.

[dixie]

My entire body is a monument to battle scars...lol


My fav... nice size scar over my left eye...went to battle with the sharp corner of a coffee table when I was a toddler...yes, the table won...

back of my hand....top rack of a hot oven when I was 12

knuckle of ring ringer...broke a glass while washing dish the same day as the hot oven

SAME damn finger...a lovely round scar from falling into a semi-catatonic state while holding a marlboro

palm of right hand...stuck it to a hot stovetop when I was 7 (i think i was a kind of ignorant child...)

pointer-finger... "blood sisters for life" ritual of bffs in 3rd grade...lol

both knees...didn't listen well to the paramedic who was teaching our 4th grade class CPR/first-aid, when he said "Don't run on the pavement to the building" (yeah, once again...ignorant child...lol)

toe...dropped a razor in the shower *snicker*

ear...I had the top of my ear pierced when my son was 1...he got the sleeve of his fuzzy flannel pjs stuck to the stud of the 2 day old piercing, and yanked before I could stop him...I re-pierced it thru the scar...

entire body... I, too, had trouble not scratching at the chicken pox i finally got, on my 16th BIRTHDAY, no less...ugh...

A few that were inflicted by the abuse of others....

Numerous, uncountable other scars that were self-inflicted with fingernails and sharp objects to match the inner scars made by those "demons" that tend to haunt me...pretty self-explanatory on that one...

[Leigh]

My gallbladder scar, the new one, is longer than the old one but is healing nicely

[Oiler41]

Okay, I'll play:

One hidden by my hair on my head from a connection of my head to a Volkswagen windshield and one on my right shoulder blade from same,

One on my neck from an anterior cervical fusion of C5-C6,

Right arm: triple-cut on top from working at UPS, carpel tunnel release on the palm from same, middle finger from slamming a car door on it as a kid, across the wrist from shoving my hand through a storm door as a kid, back of arm from working on the brakes of my truck way back when, and inside my forearm from accidentally stabbing myself with a lit cigarette.

Left arm: on top from a burn while in the oil refining business, tip of middle finger on each side from shooting a nail through it.

Various and sundry little "spots" all over both arms from sun poisoning multiple times over the years.

Two appendix incisions, one vertical one horizontal; it was in the wrong place and they didn't have time to look before surgery.
Side to side across the abdomen from a full hysterectomy (YAY!)
Across by spine mid-back from the removal of three cysts and two old incisions (the first two cysts) resulting in one long incision.

Right knee from yet another accidental cigarette burn,

Along the side of my left big toe where my toe was cut off and moved over to compensate for a bunion I had at 30 that I shouldn't have had until 70.

I'm sure there are other smaller ones that I really don't remember where they came from, but these are the ones I know the story for. I suppose some of them add character to the appearance of the skin, but they are all good for a story now and again, lol.

Glynn

[princessbelle]

Left wrist tiny fingernail scar......4th grade Libby Burdine scratched me after I pinched her for cutting line while waiting to get our pencils sharpened.

Under hairline for going head first through the windshield at 16 when a drunk driver hit me head on.

A wasp sting on my left forearm left a tiny scar and that was 5 years ago.

Thinkin that's it.

[Corkey]

Oh hell I forgot 2 more

Lower right back, neuro stimulator implant

Right hip battery implant for neuro stimulator. (out of sight out of mind)

[Gemme]

Originally Posted by Stearns

Not so much character-building, as "unique identifiers". Kinda like dental records or fingerprints... Anyway, here's mine:

Left knee - surgery for cartilage torn at the gym

Chin - racing my bicycle and the kid I was racing turned his front wheel into my back wheel b/c I was beating him. I went over the handlebars and chin- planted on the asphalt.

Right ankle - the pedal on my banana-seat bicycle would slip off, and the pedal frame gouged out my skin.

Left elbow - surgery scar from another bicycle mishap. Chain broke, I was thrown off, broke my elbow.

Inner right forearm - scar from a hot mini-bike muffler

Left leg - a neighborhood dog attacked my dog and I stepped in between them. Took it in the calf.

Right ankle - Burglar alarm call. Dog didn't appreciate me being in its yard to check on the house.

Chest - surgery

Neck - surgery for herniated discs

Back - cyst removed

Right shoulder - rotator cuff repair. Tore it at the gym.

Right knuckle - sliced by glass that fell out of a picture frame

Lower abdomen - Removal of organs that should have never been there in the first place

Right hip - didn't realize the tail of my shirt was in the flame of a candle and it caught on fire and burned me

Forehead - small star-shaped scar from falling on brick steps when I was 3. Although my mother forbade me to run up and down our front steps, I did it anyway. I just NEEDED to.

I think that's everything.

My thoughts? Stay out of the gym and away from bikes, in any form. They are out to hurt ya.

Originally Posted by Oiler41

Okay, I'll play:

Right arm: triple-cut on top from working at UPS, carpel tunnel release on the palm from same, middle finger from slamming a car door on it as a kid, across the wrist from shoving my hand through a storm door as a kid, back of arm from working on the brakes of my truck way back when, and inside my forearm from accidentally stabbing myself with a lit cigarette.

Right knee from yet another accidental cigarette burn,


Glynn

Methinks the ciggies are out to get you too. You should move and not leave them a forwarding address.

[SuperFemme]

i am convinced that somewhere on my body i have a scar that says:
velcro for sociopaths
i can't read it. but they sure can.

[Gemme]

Originally Posted by SuperFemme

i am convinced that somewhere on my body i have a scar that says:
velcro for sociopaths
i can't read it. but they sure can.

It's in invisfont on your forehead.

It glows under black lights too.

[SuperFemme]

Originally Posted by Gemme

It's in invisfont on your forehead.

It glows under black lights too.

wait. you are so NOT a sociopath. but tell me who told you...

[Gemme]

Originally Posted by SuperFemme

wait. you are so NOT a sociopath. but tell me who told you...

No one told me, but I lived with one for several years. I speaka da language.