Necro alert and all, but I feel compelled to add a little anecdote.
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Many many years ago, my grandmother had rhinoplasty. Did she need it?? No. She had not been horribly disfigured by surgery or an accident. She
had the face the Lord gave her.
But her nose was long and skinny. Sort of a feminine version of Alan Alda, for those of us old enough to remember him.
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Her stepmom made fun of her, and her daughters' peers in their ****ty little hometown made fun of her, and made fun of her daughters for it too.
So she decided to get a nose job in the late 1960s. Lovely nose. The surgeon did a great job.
Of course, all her life after that, she had to be careful of her nose. It never made snot right again. She had to be careful to keep it lubed, and was forever more sensitive to every airborne infection that came along.
No big deal. Worth it to her.
Now she's 91. She has aortic stenosis and congestive heart failure (which add up to being on blood thinners). She gets pneumonia a lot (probably at least in part due to those dry nasal membranes). She ends up on oxygen, and they never remember to give her a humidifier.
She gets a lot of nosebleeds. What's a nosebleed?? It drip... drip... drips for HOURS. Last Friday, I spent 3 and a half hours taking turns with her holding an ice pack to her face. There was bloody spit and bloody tissues everywhere. Speaking of Alan Alda's nose, that room looked like something off MASH.
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I do not mind the hours. She spent twelve years holding various things to various parts of my body, putting up with my autistic kid ****, and generally raising me. It is a privilege and an honor to hold an ice pack to her nose, believe me. But I thhought (and did not say, because she is 91 and I love her and do not wish to hurt her feelings to no good end), "Was the nose job worth it, Grandma??"