The Eye Lift Diaries

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Going Undercover

When I got home I couldn't resist peeking in the mirror. My eyes were bruised and swollen, as if I'd been in a fight. My husband was pretty shocked, but he tried to be matter-of-fact about it and simply gave me reminders to follow Dr. Halaas's instructions: Keep ice on my eyes for the next two days (20 minutes on, 20 minutes off) and cover the incisions with antibiotic ointment to prevent infection. The area was tender but I wasn't in pain, which surprised me.

I was a little nervous about going back to work on Monday since I was still swollen and the bruises hadn't faded much. I mainly worried about how the students would react since they notice everything. To conceal the stitches I wore my reading glasses higher up on my nose, which covered the incisions and bruises perfectly. One kid asked about the two tiny bandages that held the stitches in place, but that was it.

I didn't expect to get compliments so soon, but after Dr. Halaas removed the stitches the next day two people commented that they had never noticed my pretty hazel-green eye color before. I was also shocked by how well I could see; I didn't realize how badly that extra flesh affected my vision until it was gone. I was looking at a new world.

A week later I got the okay to use makeup, which is a no-no immediately after a blepharoplasty because of the risk of infection. The school's holiday party was that week so I decided to go all out (for me, anyway) and wear eyeliner, mascara, blush, and lipstick for the occasion. I almost didn't recognize myself in the mirror! And that was kind of unnerving. The eyes are the window to the soul, I thought, and now mine looked so different. Did this mean that I had changed? This eye lift was so indulgent and "un-Jane." Though everyone at the party told me I looked nice, I felt uncomfortable and a little bit fake.

A short time later my husband and I headed to Florida to relax over my two-week holiday break. Maybe it was simply because the swelling had gone down and the scars had faded, but that was when I began to see "me" in the mirror again. I realized that while the eye lift had made me look and feel great, I'd need to give myself more time to process the change emotionally.

Continued on page 4:  Loving the New (Yet Old) Me

 

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