Weak Stomach - Embarrassing Incident This Week

I was setting my drone up to shoot video of an apartment complex we were installing SPF on when a tenant walked up to talk to me. Most of his nose was gone, due to cancer I assume. He had no bandages or cover of any kind and it was extremely grotesque. Not his fault, I get that, but I wear a sock on my right arm every day to cover skin grafts because people don't want to see that kind of thing. He should have covered it in some way.

Anyway, I know I have a weak stomach and gag reflex so I avoided eye/nose contact after the initial look. As he walked away I'm sure he could hear me gagging and fighting back vomiting.

It was a strange situation - couldn't eat for hours.

There's a reason we can't all be doctors..... :dry:

Thanks, OS. The hardest part is making it appear not hard.

No answer here. We are certainly blessed to not have serious disfigurement considering the dangerous work we do. Tim, thanks for being sensitive to everyone else. It has to be tough. the mind is good, the the body is weak.

I have the same gag reaction whenever I see a picture of our temporary acting president. (Sorry, just simply couldnt resist.

Yea yeah. :cheer:

There was a burn victim in my town years ago who went about in the same way. I turned down an aisle in the grocery store one day and came face to face with a man who practically had no face. Looked directly into his noseless nasal cavity. No eyebrows, almost no lips. I felt guilty as hell, but I stopped going to that store because the prospect of running into him was too upsetting.

Yeah, went thru junior high with a guy like that. Sometimes couldn't eat lunch if he was nearby.

When I lost my leg and damaged my arm in 1994 I decided that other peoples' right not to be grossed out at a restaurant superceded my freedom to wear shorts and no sock to cover skin grafts on my arm. It was hard but it was the right decision.

I have the same gag reaction whenever I see a picture of our temporary acting president. (Sorry, just simply couldn't resist.)

There was a burn victim in my town years ago who went about in the same way. I turned down an aisle in the grocery store one day and came face to face with a man who practically had no face. Looked directly into his noseless nasal cavity. No eyebrows, almost no lips. I felt guilty as hell, but I stopped going to that store because the prospect of running into him was too upsetting.