Tuesday, 1 July 2014

BRAVE[1]

BRAVE[1]

I’ll tell you the definition of brave. It’s a person who has no face, just a thing made up of so much scar tissue from the accident.
Staying-in, having no life, only an existence. Going-out once a week to the corner shop to buy provisions.
Won’t even answer the door to the postman, no outsize parcels here!
Medical science moves slowly, French girl, Isabelle, had half a face. Someone died and had a spare face. She managed to take it a step further, gave someone a life over existence.
Remove the scar tissue, take the face from a dead person and do a transplant.
Try to think what it’s like – live like a dog in the shadows after the accident.
Never dare hope that this could be done, undergo the op and wait – is your new face fine? Any body rejection? You’re into the unknown here, no facts or figures. You are history, closely monitored and never quite forgetting – you are the one.
No more life of a hermit, name-calling, being feared. You don’t tell many but, inside, you know you are the first.
What a brave person you are, the definition of brave – horrendous accident, living in the shadow of scars, pain of the op, afterwards.
You deserve a medal, instead I’ll buy you a beer, for you have been brave and courageous.






[1] Reprinted from AWEN, issue 50, February 2008

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