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The Tales From The Tavern: I Lust After Your Scar
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: el_henke, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
had just taken them off to wipe the sweat off my forehead with a napkin. Being a part of my right face side, my right eye as well had been burnt. Seeing my once blue eye all grayed out pushed me over the edge. Having dealt with similar situations on a daily basis, the nurse had already handed me a bucket to puke into. At least this eased the nausea. It didn't prevent me from bursting out in tears right after, though. Mom showing up only made it even worse. She too burst out in tears at the sight of her disfigured daughter. The doctor, and the nurse left us alone for a while, so we could have a moment together. Once I had braced myself, we called the doctor back. He explained his diagnosis, using a pen to point to my wounds without touching me, “This area here doesn't look all too bad. There's a real chance that it'll heal off completely without any traces. It'll most likely recover its natural complexion within a year. While all this here is an entirely different story. This will probably never fully recover, unless you decide to have it fixed surgically by means of a transplant. We typically use skin from your thighs, or buttocks, but I guess you'll prefer to take it from your thighs, since no one wants to be a butthead – literally speaking. We have more than capable surgeons in the house that can fix that. If you wish, I can provide you an appointment where one of our specialists will come up with an offer. It won't be cheap, but it'll certainly be worthwhile.” He made a ... short break for me to process the information he had given me as well as his habitual portion of sarcasm he was notorious for, before resuming his explanations, “And this is a cortisone ointment. Apply it three times a day. Not too much, however, as you might grow a mustache since cortisone is a steroid. Nah, just kidding. This won't happen, as it's not a systemic drug.” Damn doctor, and his sarcasm! He handed me the tube. In his other hand he held a chunkier cardboard box. “And this here are some prophylactic broad-spectrum antibiotics. Just in case some nasty bug infects your wounds. Burn wounds are prone to severe bacterial infections. Take one with every meal for the next two weeks, and first of all don't forget it. You might get some mild diarrhea from it, but that's just the medication doing its job. And don't forget to replace the bandages every twelve hours, which also includes renewed washing, and disinfection of your wounds, alright? I'll have sister Miller show you how to do that. You'll need to do this for the next two weeks as well. After that, you can start removing the bandages altogether, and let the wound dry. Your wound can't, however, see the sun. Not until the scar tissue is fully formed. Even then you'll have to take extra care, and protect it with strong sun lotion. That would be all.” The doctor left me with an overflowing head. Luckily, my parents had taken notes of everything. ------------- “As you folks can see,” the storyteller said, removing her ...