Chicks don’t dig scares

So there is a saying from a movie (I can’t remember which one) that chicks dig scares. That might be true if a guy has a scare, but a girl having a scare isn’t fun. At least that is what I think.

I now have 2 scares on my body from my whole ordeal at the hospital. I have a big one on the left side of my heat where they removed part of my skull for my emergency brain surgery. It won’t be as visible though because my hair grows back very quickly. Right now my hair is super short – I cut it all off. When I was in the hospital the surgeon only cut the left side of my hair so I had about 12 inches on the right side of my hair. But the Saturday after I got home from the hospital I went to my hair dresser to get it all cut off. I miss my long curly hair, but tons of people have told me they love my short hair. I’ve also started wearing a lot of hats now to help cover up my scare – I’ve never been a big hat person, but now I’ve started wearing them. I went to Charming Charlies at the West Cobb Avenues this week and bought several new hats.

The scare I’m the least bit excited about is the one on my stomach. It’s about 3 inches long and is on my left side. That is where part of my skull is living right now. I’ll find out on Monday when the doctor might consider putting my skull back in my head. The reason I don’t like that scare is too reasons. One is it really is uncomfortable. My skull keeps shifting so it really annoying. Riding in a car hurts a lot cause the seatbelt pushes on it. So I’ve figured out how to lean back like a gangster so it doesn’t hurt so bad. And then the other reason I don’t like it is I don’t like that I will now have a permanent visible scare on my stomach. Its very big and I can really notice it. My parents tell me it will fade away and not be as prominent, but I notice it all the time. If I wear a bathing suit it is noticeable. Its something I never thought I would have.

Hopefully on Monday the surgeon will tell me when they’re put my skull back in my head. I have to spend the night at the hospital again, but the doctor says its basically an out patient surgery. But they’ll have to open up both scares again and I’ll have to have more staples put in my scares (really cute I know).

So I don’t aggress with the saying that chicks dig scares now that I have two permanent big scares. But I guess it better to have scares and be alive. That’s the positive.