Two months ago, the director said my skin was thin and there wasn’t much room, so he could only raise it by 1 mm and it would only slightly improve my image, so he didn’t really recommend it. He also said my original nose was pointed. But I went ahead and did it. When the tape came off, my nostrils were completely uneven and my nose was tilted to one side. I tried to raise it by 1 mm and completely ruined it. I had revision surgery a month later. That month felt like 300 years. But it was the same. I almost fainted, passed out. He told me to have surgery again. I really couldn’t do it again. Since I had gone to many consultations before deciding, I didn’t blame the director’s skills. I am a Christian. I repented in tears and prayed, and I looked back on myself. I prayed that through the blood of Jesus I would be forgiven and that it would just be returned to its original state. Now, without another revision surgery, it has returned about 85% to its original state. I am not leaving this post to dare say whether plastic surgery is good or bad, but because I think we are beautiful beings created by God, so perhaps it is better to live gratefully for the beauty we have; and especially for those deciding on revision surgery, I think it may be better to consider it even more carefully.
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