Showing posts from November, 2018

Hypertrophic Scars and Keloids

     I was watching a Korean drama a few days ago when the protagonist in that drama was burn in a fiery explosion.  A year later (in the drama) after undergoing plastic surgery, the protagonist came out with a new face and hardly any scarring. I had to keep reminding myself that it was just a drama, and that it did not portray real life. Many people do not understand that once skin is burn, the skin will not be the same anymore, depending on the degree of the burn. There is a general misconception that plastic surgeons can make the skin normal and smooth as what you see on television. Most of what we see on television are merely illusions. Once the skin is burn, depending on the severity of the burn, there will be scarring, hypertrophic scarring and in certain cases keloids. What is the difference between hypertrophic scarring and keloids?            Basically, hypertrophic scarring are visible and elevated scars that does not grow beyond the original wound, whereas

The Lotus

            “The lotus comes from the murkiest water but grows into the purest thing” -           Nita Ambani From ancient times, the lotus has been associated with purity and beauty as it is difficult to believe that such a clean and beautiful flower can emerge, untainted by the dirty and muddy water. As a result of this, the lotus is often mentioned or used as a symbolism in many religions. Around 6 months ago, a friend of mine from Kuala Lumpur visited me, bringing with her a lotus plant. It was a gift from herself and another friend who initially grew lotuses as a hobby, which then turn into a business.   At first, I was quite apprehensive in receiving such a gift as we never had a lotus plant at home before and I was concern that it will perish from neglect. My lotus grower friend however assured me that the lotus plant is quite resilient and that it needed minimal care.   However, he did remind me to put fertiliser (for aquatic plants) into the pot every 2 to 3 wee

Blowing Bubbles

          Sometimes when life seems unbearable, don’t forget to breath and appreciate the present moment. When we are in pain and emotionally drain, we tend to ignore our surroundings and the beauty of life around us.              The first time I was rolled out in a wheelchair from the burn ward, it felt so good to feel the warm air outside. It had been really cold in the ward. Nearly freezing. Just to get out of the burn ward, felt so comforting, I could finally feel the gentle breeze outside.             After a few times of going out, my sister bought one of those bubble soap toys.   This one had a Hello Kitty head on top of the long cylinder container. “I am not strong enough to blow this yet. I’ll be out of breath,” I told her. My sister replied, “This is not for blowing, it is for waving. You just need to wave your arm.” So off we went playing bubbles at the hospital compound. Even though I was still hesitating, part of me was excited to try it out. Waving