Five weeks post op

First of all I cannot beleive I'm posting pictures of my nose on the internet since this is the main reason why I'm electing this procedure. I HATE my profile! So I will start by saying how horrified I am of profile pics. However, I feel since I DID chose to finally go through with this...WELL...here we go:)

I have been reading all of your stories and have felt close to each and every one of you. I have the SAME stories as you. I was made fun of, called names and overall it always bothered me. I never "obsessed" over it nor did I ever let it get in the way of my life, career or relationships, but I always said that "one day" I would do it. I think noone is really 100% happy with everything they have no matter how beautiful. I commend anyone who wants to better themselves. And if it means plastic surgery, then go for it. It doesn't mean we are sad or ungrateful for what we have, but just looking to improve. God gave us plastic surgeons, so lets use them if we can...lol!

So this is going to be a LONG story, so if you're home recovering and have nothing better to do, enjoy! Otherwise, just go on to the next set of pictures, since that's why I started looking at this website...lol...Hey, just being honest:)

I am a police officer and after a 3 month search for the perfect police horse, I finally found him. A gorgeous Tennesse Walker. The equine love of my life. After having him just 6 days, I was involved in a serious horseback riding accident on January 31, 2013. This event has changed my life forever. I NEVER wore a helmet when I rode my horses, but I did that day or I wouldn't be typing this right now. I pretty much mangled my right leg almost losing it. I can't tell you how many times in my 13 years as a law enforcement officer I have seen helicopters land at serious accident scenes where the person is either not going to make it, will end up paralyzed, or lose a limb. Well, as I'm in the most pain I have ever been in my entire life (childbirth is NOTHING compared to this girls...I promise), I look up and the loud noise of helicopter rotors going over me as I'm being loaded into one, I knew there was something seriously wrong with me.

I shattered my heel, had a compound fracture of my ankle (bone came out of my skin...yea..GROSS), broke my tibia/fibia, tore 3 out of the 4 ligaments in my knee, tore my miniscus, and severely bruised my common peronial nerve. I was in the hospital for 12 days and three surgeries later here I am. A full recovery for me will be just at or a little bit over one year.

I have a 6 year old little boy who is my LIFE and a long term live in boyfriend who worships the ground my son and I walk on. My family has been with me 24/7 every step of the way. I just started to be a little more independent with my walker. I can use the bathroom on my own and take a shower...finally after 9 horrible weeks. Still no weight-bearing on this leg until mid-May. Physical therapy is going...but very slowly:(

Part of the reason I hadn't gone through with the rhinoplasty in the past was because I would have to take time off of work and worry about injuring my new nose after having it done in a fight or car accident. ANYTHING is possible when doing police work. But now, I have NO choice. I HAVE to be in a bed or couch for the next year of my life. I have days that the depression sucks the life out of me and the crying is uncontrollable. How could this happen to me? I can't even get up to make my little boy a grilled cheese. Most of the days I'm just grateful to be alive. I'm heartbroken over my leg, and horrible it looks. I have 8 HORRIFIC scars. So much for my pretty cheerleader legs I used to have. But I do beleive God has a plan for me even though I don't see it now. Maybe I was going to be shot at work or something..who knows. I never will. It's VERY hard to see passed all the physical limitations I have, but I know I have to be strong and set an example for my little boy no matter what.

Either way, it's time to have my dream surgery. My family thinks I have absolutely lost my mind after everything I have been through. But honestly, I'm not afraid. I've learned that life is too short. It doesn't matter where you live, what you drive or what designer purses you carry ladies. Life is so very precious. When it's your time to go you can't take all of the money in the world with you. Trust me, I have spend WAY too much money on Ebay since I've been home on purses, clothes, expensive makeup and even shoes I can't wear. None of it makes me truly happy because the truth is, I just can't walk. I guess I figured while I'm down, I'll at least improve SOMETHING while I'm at it, right? :)

Told ya it was long. I'm extatic to have my rhinoplasty done on April 24th. I added some pics of me before and after my accident. It just makes my story more real. Good luck to ALL of you in your journeys and may God bless each and every one of you:)