Dr. Lupo put both hands around my neck and leaned in close, “What are you doing?” He repeated over and over again while examining the scar. He pushed on it with his fingers, pressing and pulling my skin. It had been gnarly The kind you’d see on Frankenstein’s daughter. My neck had been carved up twice before – once when they found Hodgkins forty years ago, and at age 21 when I had Thyroid cancer. Dr Lupo’s blade cut through both original scars, and continued all the way up to my right ear. I was surprised at his reaction. I thought everyone knew. Coconut oil. Today that scar is so thin and fine, it is hard to see, unless I have a tan. That was 2010.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil is your best friend!
The Doc has just removed your staples or stitches. You look at the mirror in horror. Tears swell up in your eyes Your neck, hand, stomach, foot, leg, whatever, looks grotesque. Halloween is over, but you feel like the monster that makes others cringe. Staring back at you must be the biggest, ugliest, damn scar you’ve ever seen up close and personal.
Slather Coconut oil all over that scar.
The secret is to do this daily, several times if you can remember. I have a graft on my right arm that gets hammered from dialysis five times a week. My doctor is always surprised when she see’s how great it looks. I remind her every month. Coconut oil. All of my recent scars – Both kidney scars, breast replacement scars, gall bladder scar, and other related surgery scars are looking pretty fine. Yeah, this stuff heals like freaking magic.
Needless to say, I use a ton of it. All over my body. Seriously. Gobs of it. I keep one tub in the bedroom, one in the bathroom, and one in the kitchen for cooking. What? Why?
Keep slathering away!
Where do you find it?
So now what?
Patience Grasshopper. That bumpy, curling, twisted skin will settle down. It will smooth out. I know it’s hard to look at, especially when it’s fresh. The experience may have been traumatic. Scars remind us of that. They also tell a story, and you lived to tell about it, whether it was surviving cancer or jumping off your neighbor’s trampoline. Whatever your story, put some coconut oil on that damn scar!