Sort of a Thanksgiving Post

A year ago today it was not Thanksgiving. It was a Tuesday, a regular Tuesday. Well, if on a regular Tuesday you plan to go somewhere and have someone use a laser to carve patterns into your face.

A year ago today I looked like the photo at left. Yup, a little fatter, hair too long, same glasses, and a tiny spot on my forehead that just wouldn't heal. I don't have a picture of myself today...yet but it's a little different. For instance my skull is a lot closer to the camera lens. You can go here to see the (kind of gross) pictures of my recovery process and you can go here to see random pictures of me before, during and after the whole head carving procedure or you can just go here if you'd rather just look at photos I've taken in general and don't care what I look like.

I've known all month that I'd be writing this post today and I just assumed that by the time the day arrived I'd have something profound to say about the experience. Turns out I don't really. The actual procedure wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The recovery took longer than I thought it would. Vicodin is cool. I look different. I do. Almost everyone tells me they can hardly see it, they wouldn't have noticed it if I hadn't pointed it out, that it looks fine but, you know, I look different. Frankly I'm not a big fan. The fissure itself is not horrifying but the dip it makes in my hairline actually makes me a little verklempt.

You know what, though? Can't unring that bell. Also, it could be worse. It could have been melanoma and I'd be fucking dead right now. Hmm, not so much a nice thing to use the f word on Thanksgiving is it?

To sum up I look weird now but it could be worse so on this day of Thanksgiving I give thanks for still having a head and a life. Hope you're being thankful for something too. And eating lots of turkey.