Mothers Day, May 12, 2013 was the day that changed my life. I was in charge of the potato salad for a barbeque we were attending. I decided to boil the potatoes in a pressure cooker to speed up the process (I had done this a number of times prior to this date). Before opening the lid I said outloud I feel like this is going to explode on my face my mom told me I was being sil before her sentence could finish the lid exploded as I tried to open it. It sounded like a gunshot went off in my house luckily I moved my face away in time to avoid being hit by the lid but it was too late the scorching hot water drenched my face, neck & upper chest area (which also had potatoes stuck to it). I was in shock. I ran to my room & told myself it was JUST hot water I even changed my shirt hoping nothing happened to me (I want to make mention that I do not even remember doing any of this this is what my family tells me). As the material touched my skin I felt like someone was skinning me alive. The pain was unbearable .I cannot explain the pain I felt .somebody had just lit my body on fire. My brothers are my heros they saved my face. They reacted very fast & threw me into a cold shower without thinking twice The water was too cold but my body was too hot.
I was now in SMH. I have heard extremely horrible stories of others experience in the ER but, the nurses & doctors I came across were amazing. Wakening up I realized I couldnt see from my left eye & from my right eye I was staring at my raised cheek. When I saw my face for the first time .I was shattered my face was completely burned black & swollen, I didnt even know who was staring back at me in the mirror I was unable to recognize myself I was scared of myself.
I was now at the Burn Clinic at VGH where I met Dr. Papp and this wonderful, wonderful OT who I have to mention Lisa Alguire (an angel!). After spending a few days at the hospital the swelling had come down. I was sent home to a hospital bed we had to rent because I was unable to move due to burns on my chest. After treatment every day my face slowly started to peel & my eye began to open I was so ecstatic! My face slowly started to appear & the ophthalmologist told me my eyesight would be back to normal! But as time went on my upper chest did not heal & eventually I was told I am having surgery.
June 23, I went in for surgery & had a piece of my head shaved off to take some of the skin and graft it to my chest. The next week was extremely difficult
I was unable to move even the slightest bit. Slowly overtime I have now recovered and I am left with a huge (others say it is small) scar & discolored skin (& I am to avoid the sun as much as possible for the rest of my life). My family is the most amazing thing that every happened to me, without them I wouldve lost it.
Never take life for granted. In a matter of seconds life can change. I have learned never to judge anyone everyone has a story.
That is the story of my scar.