On The Thirteenth Day of Christmas, My Luck Ran Out

Tears streamed freely down my face, smearing the “rosy cheek” makeup and causing it to leak crimson drops onto my fluffy white beard. My fake belly shook like a bowl full of jelly as I sobbed. I tried to hold back another ‘ugly cry’ attack. It would be angry if that got in the way.

I wiped the mess from my face and beard, looked at my reflection, and forced a smile.

It didn’t matter if I was dead inside.

I faked a huge grin, and the elfish visage of Santa smiled back at me.

Showtime!

The snow crunched beneath my coal-black boots as I walked across the park. I could hear the children, buzzing like bees, just out of sight behind the elm grove.

I rounded the corner. It looked like a scene right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. A light dusting of snow covered the grass. Bright-eyed children huddled close to their parents to hide from Jack Frost. Old Ms. Hoggins was sharing a platter of warm, fresh-baked apple cinnamon muffins with everyone nearby.

I saw it all just before they saw me.

And when they recognized me, the screaming was overwhelming.

“IT’S SANTA!”

If it weren’t for the parents and teachers holding back the flood, I’m certain that the children of Serenity Falls Elementary would have trampled me to death.

And why shouldn’t they be excited?

It was nearly December.

No one had any fucking idea what was in store for them over the coming month.

For the moment, they were happy and whole in a way that this town never would be again.

Despite being the weekend after Thanksgiving, most of the students had shown up to school and crossed over Dairy Road just to meet me.

“Oof!” I groaned as a boy in a purple sweater plopped onto my lap. He grinned in the mostly-innocent, partially-greedy way that only eight-year-olds can get away with.

“Ho, Ho, Ho! What’s your name, son?” I hoped that he couldn’t hear how much I was forcing it.

“Liam!” he shouted back, flashing a gap-toothed smile. “And I want to say thank you, Santa, for coming to the tree-lighting ceremony here in Serenity Falls. I know you’re busy this time of year.”

He had clearly been rehearsing this speech.

I awarded him with an equally-rehearsed answer.

“And what do you want Santa to bring you for Christmas this year, Liam?”

His eyes lit up with greed. “Pokemon cards! So I have a shiny Charizard from an old deck…”

And this is where Santa tunes out.

Because Santa isn’t real, and Christmas magic wouldn’t be necessary if the world weren’t so fucked up.

I cut him off

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Anyone have Experience with the OMFS team at Kaiser Santa Clara

Hey all,

I was given a referral by my ortho to meet Dr. Bui, Desai, and Brieg over at Kaiser Santa Clara in the Bay Area, and was hoping if any Bay Area folks could weigh in on their experience. The OMFS department is relatively new to Kaiser SC (Nurse had no idea what I was talking about, probably bc its branded as plastic surgery lol), so I couldn't find any info online.

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[Update] Next steps after Orthognathic Surgery to fix asymmetry in my face

I posted in this subreddit almost 2 years ago about fixing asymmetry in my face because of a surgery I had when I was only 8 years old. The original post can be found here.

It's been more than 2 months since my Double Jaw surgery to fix my jaw and I'm really happy with the results of my face. Today I met an ENT surgeon who specializes in rhinoplasties at Kaiser Santa Clara (My DJS was also through Kaiser and it was fully covered under my insurance and my Maxilofacial surgon recommended the ENT suregon).

The ENT surgeon mentioned that fixing my nose through a septorhinoplasty is possible and he scheduled a CT scan in a few months when my face and jaws are completely healed from DJs. The plan is to do the rhinoplasty around Jan/Feb if possible after the scan.

The one thing he did mention that I was somewhat dissapointed was the case with scar revision. I would ideally also like to make the scar on the right side of my face less conspicuous and based on the previous thread the procedure suggested was scar revision/revision rhinoplasty. The surgeon suggested that my scar is on the ideal plane and it would be hard for him to make it better.

He did mention there are novel laser treatment to hide the scars. I would like to get a second opinion on this. But what other questions/possible paths do I have to make the scar go away? I've been suggested skin grafts, laser treatment

The original album of my pics can be found here :https://imgur.com/a/pc1IZ

I uploaded new pics here:

https://imgur.com/a/hNo5FJx

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On The Thirteenth Day of Christmas, My Luck Ran Out

Tears streamed freely down my face, smearing the “rosy cheek” makeup and causing it to leak crimson drops onto my fluffy white beard. My fake belly shook like a bowl full of jelly as I sobbed. I tried to hold back another ‘ugly cry’ attack. It would be angry if that got in the way.

I wiped the mess from my face and beard, looked at my reflection, and forced a smile.

It didn’t matter if I was dead inside.

I faked a huge grin, and the elfish visage of Santa smiled back at me.

Showtime!

The snow crunched beneath my coal-black boots as I walked across the park. I could hear the children, buzzing like bees, just out of sight behind the elm grove.

I rounded the corner. It looked like a scene right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. A light dusting of snow covered the grass. Bright-eyed children huddled close to their parents to hide from Jack Frost. Old Ms. Hoggins was sharing a platter of warm, fresh-baked apple cinnamon muffins with everyone nearby.

I saw it all just before they saw me.

And when they recognized me, the screaming was overwhelming.

“IT’S SANTA!”

If it weren’t for the parents and teachers holding back the flood, I’m certain that the children of Serenity Falls Elementary would have trampled me to death.

And why shouldn’t they be excited?

It was nearly December.

No one had any fucking idea what was in store for them over the coming month.

For the moment, they were happy and whole in a way that this town never would be again.

Despite being the weekend after Thanksgiving, most of the students had shown up to school and crossed over Dairy Road just to meet me.

“Oof!” I groaned as a boy in a purple sweater plopped onto my lap. He grinned in the mostly-innocent, partially-greedy way that only eight-year-olds can get away with.

“Ho, Ho, Ho! What’s your name, son?” I hoped that he couldn’t hear how much I was forcing it.

“Liam!” he shouted back, flashing a gap-toothed smile. “And I want to say thank you, Santa, for coming to the tree-lighting ceremony here in Serenity Falls. I know you’re busy this time of year.”

He had clearly been rehearsing this speech.

I awarded him with an equally-rehearsed answer.

“And what do you want Santa to bring you for Christmas this year, Liam?”

His eyes lit up with greed. “Pokemon cards! So I have a shiny Charizard from an old deck…”

And this is where Santa tunes out.

Because Santa isn’t real, and Christmas magic wouldn’t be necessary if the world weren’t so fucked up.

I cut him off

... keep reading on reddit ➡

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