Nose job

She will and so will you.

I am sure my mom said the same thing about me when I was little. I always was falling off my bike, slipping on ice, falling out of wagons and what not. It's amazing my entire body isn't covered in scars.

Agreeing with Bella, you'll both make it but you will turn grey and old in the process

M's story was similar - wait for the swelling to go down, be seen by a plastic surgeon who referred us to an ENT for a consult. The ENT said there was no problem physiologically speaking and to wait to see what it looked like when she was a teenager and had stopped growing before deciding on a nose job. Her nose is a bit flat in the middle, but she was born with Mr B's beak and would have been self-conscious about that as well. It turns out that she did herself a favor all those years ago and has no memory of giving herself a nose job.

Good luck to bean and start counting those grey hairs, shew.

I have 2 dime size patches just above the tops of my ears that are full of grey hairs...


(sigh)

Aw, she'll survive. So will you.

When I was a child, I was always running into things. For several years, I had a perpetual bump right between my eyes. Finally the doctor told my mother that he refused to be responsible for me if it happened again.

Come to think of it, my mother enrolled me in ballet about then. She was probably desperate for me to develop some grace.

(No snide comments, 'k?)

Cut that out!