Manhattan Cosmetic Surgery Experience
My Manhattan Cosmetic Surgery experience was very different than what I had expected. When I first stepped into a cosmetic surgery office in upper Manhattan my expectations were very different than what I experienced. The office was very large and felt like I was visiting Donald Trump’s office. This feeling was a little uncomfortable due to the fact that I was holding a can of Pepsi in my hand and immediately closed my grip to make sure I did not spill it on the beautiful antique rug I was standing on. As I proceeded into the office to fill out the consultation paper work I was greeted by a very kind middle aged woman and was very helpful in making me feel quite at home. The paper work was the standard 12 pages of medical history and your family’s medical history and mental illnesses. So the standard NO to everything works well. As I finished the paperwork I handed it to Lisa, the receptionist, and she told me it will be about 5 minutes. 5 Minutes normally translates to an hour and 5 minutes in most doctors offices so I decided to get comfortable in the elegant, but comfortable, hand carved, wood chair. I picked up a catalog that was placed on the table next to me discussing many of the procedures that were available at this office including the normal before and after photos. As I browsed through the catalog I peaked at the other people in the room to see that their was another six people waiting their patiently. I proceeded to look at these soon to be patients and tried to determine which procedure they were coming in for. As I analyzed each individual from head to toe like the anal retentive person that I am, I proceeded with the labeling process, nose job, boob job, breast reduction, hair transplant, and cleft pallet. After my labeling process was completed I felt pretty good about myself like I was the doctor and I just completed five surgery’s myself in the last 2 minutes. You might say, what a Jack Ass! But that’s ok, Jack Ass or not, it was a job well done. I was suddenly interrupted with me being full of myself when the receptionist called me in for my consultation. I proceeded to look immediately at my watch to be gladly amazed that it was 11:01. One minute past the scheduled time. Wow, that was cool! I proceed to follow the woman into the doctors consulting area or office when I started thinking? I wonder why I didnt have to wait longer? Is it because the doctor is so quick to take on new patients so he can make some money and go on his next vacation. Is it because he wants to give me the false impression that he is always on time so he can than later disappoint me after I decide to go along with the procedure. Is it because my nose is so awkward and he has been laughing in the room peering through the glass window which made him feel so sorry for me that he took me in so he can do the surgery here in the consultation office? Hmmm all good questions. So what was the answer? I had to know.
The Surgeon
As the doctor or Manahattan Cosmetic Surgeon entered the room he greeted me kindly with a hand shake and a very pleasant smile. The doctor was in his late middle 30’s or possibly early 60’s depending on what surgery’s he had done on himself. Either way he was very kind and well manured. We proceeded with the consultation and to the proceedings of what the surgery involved. We delved into what would be done in the surgery (Nose Job, Fix deviated septum in medical jargaon) and how long it would take. We also discussed how I would feel before and after the surgery and how it would help me. We also discussed what I would need to do on my part to help the recovery process. After about 15 minutes of discussions about my bumpy nose it came down to money. $3500 smackers. Not bad in my opinion. Now I can find a lot of better things to do with $3,500 but to be very honest if it would help me breathe better and feel better about myself and my appearance it was well worth the money. So what if I would have to walk around with two black eyes for a week and have blood stuck in my nose. I would only temporarily look like I got into the ring with Mike Tyson or Bridget Nielson. It is not easy to live in Manhattan and not look good, not to say I wasn’t the charming stud either way but, in Rome look like the Roman’s. Isn’t that the catch phrase??? Look I would love to give you a bullshit synopsis of how I was doing this so I can breathe fresh clean wonderful New York air but we all know that would be an insult to your intelligence. I was here to help me deal with my self confidence issues. I know it sounds artificial to some people but if you don’t love yourself and you have a nose like Big Bird or Gonzo from the muppets it would be hard to understand. I proceeded to agree to have the procedure take place and it would be conducted on Thursday of the next week. I will be posting in a few weeks from now about the experience. Let’s hope I make it OK.