I have been powering away at a new blog for a few weeks now. It’s still cookin’, I’m working on my endings since then tend to peter out at the end, but it’s not done so in the mean time I thought it might be a good idea to tell you about other things. Things like what I saw today while shooting the documentary. We can ignore the fact that I ran into Stan Lee in the parking garage (even though it was frickin’ cool!) because what I saw today was pretty gross and shouldn’t be remembered in the same brain cells.
As you probably already know we’re working on a documentary about plastic surgery and a part of that is filming surgeries. Today we got to see two of the original breast implants from 1983 removed from a woman.
1983!
Twenty-four years!
From what we were told today, and later saw, those old implants were never designed to last that long. They were intended to be placed for ten years and then replaced – like tires. At least that’s what we were told. The scary part is that both implants had burst.
That’s bad.
It was kinda’ ok though because her body had formed scar tissue, called encapsulation, around the implant completely containing the leaking silicone.
Except that encapsulation is bad too.
Her body has been fighting the implants and trying to heal for almost thirty years!
When the doctor removed the scar tissue it looked like really thick placenta filled with sand, crumbled egg shells and cottage cheese. It was awful. The implant had discolored and the silicone looked like baby poop or diarrhea.
It is relieving to know that modern implants are built to outlive the person they’re in because this was a very unfortunate sight to see.
On a happier note, new “3 Minutes with Curtis & Dean!”
See you tomorrow!