Right off the bat I want to say diabetes. DUH I don't want the beetus anymore.
Almost daily I think of this question and how if I were offered it, how I would answer it.
If I were given the option to remove one thing about myself I would choose my scars.
I feel like my whole body is full of scars.
Some scars not caused (directly) by me. Scars on my chest from the triple lumen IV that I had when I was in hospitalized for DKA a few years ago.**

From the numerous venous blood draws and IV's I have had over the years. I affectionately call these my track marks. Look closely they are there.

From the millions of finger pricks to test my blood sugar.

From the infusion sets and the insulin shots.

From the abscess removal surgeries I had to have. Caused from my lack of taking care of my diabetes when I was 17.

And everywhere else from self mutilation. My stomach. Arms. Legs. Feet. Hands. Everywhere.

I hate that I did this to my body. I hate that now, years later I still have these reminders of the years that I struggled. I hate that I didn't think about how I would feel at 22. I hate when I can feel people looking at these scars. People ask all the time. I never know how to answer. It seems like a lifetime ago that I did it to myself. Maybe it was. I was a different person then. A messed up person. A sad sad teen. Each day I have to deal with these scars. They cover my entire body. I can't hide them. I would overheat.
If I could could change one thing about myself I would choose to take away my scars. Is that selfish? It feels selfish. That I would rather change something cosmetically over taking away my diabetes.
It is painful to look at this constant, daily, in my face reminder of the very bad time in my life.
As with all things, I take it in stride. Maybe one day they will fade to a point where they will no longer be visible. They have already significantly faded. I hope they do. Until then I will deal.
And who knows, maybe one day I will be able to get them removed!!
**Funny story as to why I have scars on both sides of my chest from the triple lumen IV. I was admitted to the ICU with DKA and I was close to not making it, and all of my veins were collapsed so they had to put this thing in, I don't remember it, but the residents that put the thing in put it on the WRONG side of my chest! It has to be threaded down in the heart and they initially put it on the right side of my body. My Mom was NOT happy with them. :) Luckily I was not with it so I didn't actually have to go through it twice.






