Surreal Silence

I love your silences, they are like mine. You are the only being before whom I am not distressed by my own silences. You have a vehement silence, one feels it is charged with essences, it is a strangely alive silence, like a trap open over a well, from which one can hear the secret murmur of the earth itself.- Anais Nin; Je suis le plus malade des Surrealistes in Under a Glass Bell

This Morning, I took Charlie, and Wednesday for a walk. Not just any place but the place I was attacked but an German Shepard, I have been there many times since my attack due to I am not the sort of person that gets scared. If some happens I don't let it bother me I go back to the place and confront my fears. The attack happen on January 19, 2013 at 1145 a.m., I was hiking without my own dogs which is really rare. I would have been so upset if something happened to them. I did hear something and living in Toronto for many years, and the job that have I am always aware of my surroundings because you never know what can happen. Well, this dog was fast and before I knew it jumped up at me and was in my face I quickly reacted by I really don't want to say because it hurts me to think that I would harm animal in any way but it was me or him so I did what I needed to do. The dog ran away there was no one around and well I didn't think anything happened till I saw the blood on my boots. I put my hand up to my face and I my hand was full of blood. I know I was in shock because I didn't freak out I just put my scarf up to my face and started to walk back to the car. I didn't go straight to emergency I went home to do some first aid because I didn't think that is was bad. I went to my room and sat in my makeup chair and slowly looked in the mirror and well it was bad. It was like I was in a horror movie; I stared at myself for a minute or two because I could believe what I was seeing. In my head I was saying it could be so much worse, I could have actually been killed so I will take this and move on (really I did think that). So I taped my the side of my face together like it was a puzzle because I know that heal starts right away and drove my self to the emergency. I had the most wonderful Doctor who took her time to make sure that I wouldn't have massive scaring (which I must say for what it looked like before I thought that I would look like my favorite horror queen Bride of Frankenstein). 6 hours later I returned home with 22 stitches in my face on the left side of my face from the curve of my nose to my jawbone.

On March 15, 2013, I had Scar Revision Surgery, which was a success, and now the last thing I have to do I will be doing on Monday April 15, 2013 . I will having Fraxel Laser Repair. This is something I never in my life thought I would do but it is necessary for the rest of my healing. But everything is fine now. I try not to think of what could have happen but what did happen and deal with it. But sometimes it does creep in my head.