Plastic Surgery Is A Bitch! Why? Read To Know

We’re walking down this long corridor. 

Oh, by the way, I’m Jimmy Stewart. You can call me J.S. Well, I rather call you J.S. because Jimmy sounds too like a hipster. J.S. said. He stops at a door. 

Here we are. J.S says. He touches the wall beside the door and a square of it opens up. A computer screen comes on. 

Please enter your 13-digit code. The computer says. 

Why 13 I ask. 

Because thirteen is a lucky number. J.S. says. 

No, its not. I say. 

Bullshit. J.S. says. 

He enters the code and the door opens up. 

Ladies first. J.S. says. 

I step into the room and I see a dozen doctors, operating tables, surgical equipment and tools. It even smelled like a hospital. One of the doctors walks up to us. 

 

 

Is this the patient says the doctor. 

I’m not your patient! I said. 

She’s a little bit nervous. J.S. says. 

Don’t be. We all did it. says the doctor. 

Did what I said. 

Body reconstruction. says the doctor. 

My face turns white. The doctor looks at J.S. 

You haven’t told her! says the doctor. 

Look, she’s already scared. says J.S. He looks at me. Rachel, he says. 

That’s not my name. I said. 

I know. Jimmy is not my name either. Look at my face. This is Jimmy’s face. This is Jimmy’s hands. This is Jimmy’s body. Look around. he says. He points at the doctor. His real name is not Doctor Lee. That’s not his real face. We have all been in your place. You changed our identities because we had to. It’s not going to be easy. I’m going to be honest with you. Its going to be very painful. But you can’t walk away now. Rachel. he says. I look at Dr. Lee. 

What are you going to change I asked. 

Follow me to my office. says Dr. Lee. 

We followed him to his office. It was just around the corner. His office was huge. There was a huge brown desk in the middle of the room. He sat down behind the desk. Take a sit. he said. J.S. and I sat down in front of the desk. Dr. Lee pulls out a manila folder that was marked Rachel Woods. He opened it up. 

Rachel, I never introduced myself to you. My name is Dr. Lee. I am one of the best doctors in the world. You probably never heard of me because I am just like you anonymous. Dr. Lee says. We must change your whole appearance, Rachel. We’re going to do several surgeries on you. We’re going to remove fat from your cheeks, change the shape of your nose, your ears, your forehead, your chin. We are not going to any surgery to your lower half of your body because you’re clearly in shape. So are you ready Dr. Lee asked. 

 

 

Now I said. 

No, next Christmas. Yes, you are scheduled for surgery right now. So follow me to the operating room. says Dr. Lee. He got up and waited for me to get up. I slowly got up. J.S. lightly touched my arm. 

You’ll be okay. he says. 

We followed Dr. Lee to a door and he told about Female Plastic Surgeon In Michigan because she is experienced in the skin operations and oral treatments. He touched the wall beside the door and it opened it up and a computer screen came on. He enter his 13 digit code and the door opened. We entered the room. The room was huge. Separating the room was a huge glass window. On the very end of the window, there was a glass door. I saw through the window a operating table and beside it a smaller table with surgical instruments. Dr. Lee picked up a white surgical gown from one of the chairs. 

Rachel, put this on. I will be on the other side of the room getting ready. When you’re ready, walk through the glass door. Dr. Lee said. He opened the glass door and walked into the other room. J.S. turned his back while I changed into the gown. 

You can turn around. I said. I handed him my clothes. 

If you want, I can stay right here. So you won’t feel so alone. J.S. says. 

Thanks. I said. I looked into J.S.’s dark eyes again looking for answers. Then I walked to the glass door and opened it. I walked into my new life.