Cicatrix

Question: did anyone ever find out the answer regarding a well healed cicatrix to the anterior midsternial - is it right

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Question: Is there any why to remove cicatrices? Is there any way to destroy a cicatrice? My friend had an operation and she has a white cicatrice now. Has there any way to remove it?

Answer: Scars are very difficult to remove because any attempt to remove the scar requires a certain amount of new damage to the skin, which can end up making things worse by causing even more scar tissue to develop. Scars can be made much less noticeable by treatments such as freezing, corticosteroid injections, laser treatments, radiation, or surgery. There are no effective home remedies. Your friend can visit a dermatologist to see what options are available.

Question: How can I get a good looking after the accident? Hi: I had an accident 10 years ago. There are 2 small cicatrixes in my face. My father told me there is surgery can fix that, but I hate surgery. Therefore, can you help me guys please???

Answer: Hi, Honestly if the cicatrices are small and haven't bothered you until now, I'd keep them and avoid the surgery as it's never a good experience. Plus, some concealer can always help. Of course if you think that you'd feel better by fixing those, just be brave and think that you'll feel much better after the operation. It's really a personal decision that depends on how much they affect your life. Good luck

Question: Can you tell me how to say 'The scar remains' in latin? I've been told it's Cicatrix manet. Is that right? Thanks for your help.

Answer: Correct. Cicatrix manet.

Question: Can anyone help with medical transcription? I can't find midsternial, I'm thinking that's not right...... I am currently taking an online course and I am working on a proofreading assignment. It says, " There was a well-healed cicatrix in the anterior midsternial region." I have looked everywhere online, I can't find it in my books from school (I haven't bought any reference books yet), and I can't find midsternial or midsternal. I was thinking maybe mediastinal? Any help would be appreciated!

Answer: It's "midsternal" 4. The heart chakra is located in the midsternal region directly over the thymus gland. http://www.bethcoleman.net/chakras.html P.S. I think it would be a good investment to buy some reference books... but that's just my opinion -- take it or leave it, but it could enhance your medical vocabulary

Question: I m trying to find a song from the telenovela Victoria,i think is Camilla's theme "Siempre fui victima de un duelo Entre el alma y corazon ......... Cicatrices de los dos Quien diga que el pasado El pasado fue mejor ............ De las lagrimas de amor

Answer: Google the lyrics

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Question: Dungeon Siege Legends of Aranna Walktrough? My 11 year old daughter is stuck in the game Dungeon Siege Legends of Aranna... can someone help her move on ? I've tried to find cheats and walktroughs but no luck. She says that after killing Cicatrix in the petrified wetlands and going back to the Semigiants.. she does not know where to go or what to do to find the Hassat... thxs again for your help...

Answer: http://www.gamefaqs.com/computer/doswin/…

Question: Which store am I able to buy the movie "Cicatrices?"? Movie: Cicatrices (2005) Director: Paco De Toro Writers: Veronica Maldonado & Paco De Toro

Answer: amazon.com

Question: marks on my body? I HAVE GOT ACNE IN MY FACE,THEN ON MY BREAST,WHILE SHAVING I GRT CICATRIX N I GOT BURN WIZ HOT WATERIN MY BELLY.DONT U KNOW A GOOD CREAM TO REMOVE MARKS PLZ HELP.IM 15 ONLY.IM ASHAMED OF MY BODY.I AM VEY CLEAN BATH,BRUSH MY TEETH WIZ CARE.HOW SHOULD I TAKE MY BATH.IDONY KNOW PLZZZZZZZZZZZ HELP.

Answer: Shower in cold water for awhile- its good for your health too! :)

Question: Can someone help with my book? I fail at beginnings. I'm good once I get into a story, but I never know the right way to get into it. My book is about a hidden race of people called The Cicatrix. They each have a scar that goes from the top of there head, over the eye, and down to the chin. They each have the power to move things like invisible strings that can move objects and slice through things (so like they can decapitate people). Its about a girl named Zero who's one of the Cicatrix, and this is the first introductory kidn of part of the begininning. My world isn’t like yours. Its not black and white. Simplicity is just a myth. Well… for people like me. I was never like them, the normal ones. I was born a freak, and I accepted it. They didn’t. None of there kind ever did. My name is Zero. I’ve never had the gift of looking normal, with my amber eyes, white hair, pale skin, and the scar that marked me for what I was. On the outside and inside I was a freak. But I denied it. I didn’t understand. They treated it like it was a disease, making sure that I wasn‘t loved. I would‘ve spent all my life like that, being treated like crap, but not completely alone at least. If it hadn’t been for that stupid day. The day that ruined all hope. That parts ok I think but then I have the next part which is really gory and suckish. “Freak!” I remember that word, it was there favorite. They’d always call me that. I could nearly ignore it by the time I was 9. But still, I heard. After they got over the fact that I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of freaking out it stopped mainly. Until that day. I remember looking up at the boy who had said it with a curious look. His name was Kevin. He sneered and his friends, one a small blond one and the other a tall red haired one, had menacing smiles on there face. What was going on? “Hey freak!” He said again and I rolled my eyes. I heard a noise and felt something on my cheek. Spit. I narrowed my eyes and slapped Kevin across the face. He stumbled back a few steps as I angrily wiped my face off. Kevin cursed and then laughed menacingly. My eyes widened as I felt myself being grabbed form behind. What the…!? I struggled against the grip but it was no use. I strained to look at the person who was holding me captive and it was a guy much bigger then I was. My struggling was useless. I turned my eyes back to Kevin. He had a red welt on his cheek now. “Hey freak, we’ve decided to do something nice for you.” His eyes shone with hatred as he spoke this. I recall knowing he was lying. It was obvious. I started struggling again. “Yeah, since you never cry or yell or scream like a normal person, we thought we’d help you out.” He laughed again and I was confused. What did he mean? But then he pulled it out. It was silver with engraving, and small. Oh my god. It was a lighter. I started struggling like madly. They were going to kill me. No! He opened the lighter and flicked it on, laughing like madly. “Wow, freak, I’ve never seen you act like this!” He stepped forward. “Stop!” I said, twisting my arms and attempting to get myself away. No…. oh please god no! He kept walking forward. 1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps, he was so close. I could feel the heat on my 9-year-old body. “Any last words, freak?” Kevin whispered to me, his eyes alight. I shook my head fiercely, still struggling. He took the last step and I felt the flame. And I snapped. “NO!” I screamed. The world was red, it was so hot, and I was mad. I was so mad. The humans seemed so feeble. I was glowing, my scar was burning, and I was unstoppable. “What the!” The boy who had me yelled, letting go. He didn’t need to. I felt energy, like invisible strings wrapping themselves around the one who had held me. And I pulled. There was so much blood. Dripping down from his decapitated body…. his eye sockets…. like a glorious red fountain. My dark laugh echoed through the room with the screams of the frightened children. The small blond boy and the tall red haired one tried to escape. The energy wrapped around the necks, squeezing, until like an apple of they tree they popped off, blood spraying the small room. Kevin cried and fell to the ground, slipping on his friends blood. I stepped over him and looked down on him. “Who’s crying now, Kevin?” I asked him in a low monotone. “Please don’t hurt me!” He sobbed. The energy snapped his arm like a twig. I felt a pang of satisfaction at his bellow. “Like that?” I said with a dark laugh. “Please… please no!” Kevin had snot oozing down his face and tear stained streaks. Wasn’t so bad now was he? “Go to hell.” The energy the silenced Kevin’s cries forever. Covered with blood and filled with pride I left the room. I never knew that by leaving that room, I had left my innocence behind. Any ideas on how to make it less choppy? And how to introduce the species into it?

Answer: I LOVED THE BEGGINING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… but I think you're doubtign yuor mad skills a bit. SOmething you should fix is the part where the guy or girl is doing that energy thing when the fire hits them. You can make it more descriptive cause i felt something was being held from it it made it kinda hard to understand. And the part where the bully comes up to him you should portray a little more emotion on the main character then whats happening. even it out is what I'm saying. Good luck! And if this was a book- I'd buy it!:)

Question: Okayy, so what id should i get? so here's the thing. i can't log onto my msn messenger cos i forgot my password & i have to make a new acc but most of the ids tt i want are mostly taken up so now i'm sort of clueless... here's a couple of ids tt i can possibly think of right now :( 1. _________cicatrix [(something) cicatrix, it means a scar or smth like tt] 2. _________ semblance 3. _________ burgundy [Burgundy's a deep red colour] 4. brittlebravado? lol! i don't know... any ideas? thanks a bunch =) okay, but i can't rly think of anything right now... those stuff just popped into my head

Answer: OH you want us to help you think of an email? how about..umm i dont know..make it something simple. & easy to spell... not like cicatrix.

Question: What can I do to be more educated? I'm a dropout, pothead, legally insane, writer. I'm not looking to get back into school, nor am I going to. (Please don't argue my choice, you won't change my mind). I'm eighteen years old, and I only have up to a tenth grade education from an alternative learning center. So technically, I only have a ninth grade education. What I specifically want to know is, how can I learn everything I need to know, as though I were graduating? I want the academic knowledge of an honor roll, senior-year student. Remember, I'm not going back to any school. Of course, except to get my GED and later enroll into a community college. But please, answer my question accordingly. How can I learn everything I need to know, as though I were graduating high school? -CicatriX

Answer: For the amount of time you spend trying to read through all the books and getting booklists of what you are to read or not read, you'll waste a lot of time. Couple that with smoking pot and you may never get your GED. You're better off going to adult night school and here's why: Doing it on your own at home is very difficult and being a pothead doesn't help. I'm not saying smoking pot is bad I just know that pot is not the greatest motivator if you know what I mean. Being in an adult night school allows you to socialize with adults and not kids. As an adult, teachers are trained to teach adults differently than kids in your average school. You might find that there are some subjects that you don't like and so you can substitute them. You can take as little or as much classes as you can handle without anyone jumping all over you. It's worth checking out the adult school thing. Good luck and don't be too hard on yourself.

Question: A poem...do you like it? Hope's fragile wings flutter against the fall of night, Which like a cold black curtain captures childhood flight Of darkened streams of dreams in dreams long since dismissed By all but those in bludgeoned souls' white cicatrix. Ah, but I see and sense an area of pure light Where our dear friendship casts away all shadows plight. Here we will sit together, warm soul 'gainst one warm Until, we know as one the world offers no harm And we will then emerge from our twin crysallis Into a world which offers us at last the daybreak bliss.

Answer: At last the daybreak bliss, for so long has solace often been sought after in the night, which while she offers an austere beauty, can never compare...in a manner. This poem is beautiful, full of your usual pathos, but in more of a lullaby, and with a sweeter edge than many of your works carry. I'm not sure which knife I prefer my soul being sliced by...but I suppose I can carry many beautiful scars from your work, Amy. This leaves me breathless, as always. The third line...I find very close to myself. Thank you, and blessings.

Question: What do you think of this poem I wrote? The Hurt The hurt came 'round again, The darkest struggle desires to win. The battle is unfolding in a cold book closing. The master of misery grimaces behind a grin And embraces the nightmare's dreamer To submerge him in black bile and awaken him. The shadows become the living. The light becomes the dead. The hurt becomes the sufferer’s soul And the soul becomes the dread. Cicatrix hearts are offspring of cruelty And cruelty is the fountain of humanity. To die is to come alive in the hands of scorn. In the silence solitary lies no serenity In rue bedighted by dark insanity... The hurt is born.

Answer: I think it is good. But it is a little bit too dark. I don't mind dark poems or prose, as long as it isn't 'cliche' dark. I think some of the words you chose make it seem a little 'cliche' dark. I'll copy and paste some words and you'll see the pattern. darkest battle misery nightmare black bile shadows dead hurt dark insanity Some of these seem cliche. Don't you see it being kind of redundant? "dark" "black" "nightmares". I think what makes good poetry is the combination of sometimes unexpected comparison's that just seem to work and paint an almost clear picture. Some of this poem just comes off as kind of expected. It would be much better if you painted a dark picture without using the word dark more than once. Sorry if I am being critical. It is what I am used to. But honest criticism makes you improve. :)

Question: Spanish to English translation Siempre estás aquí Yo siempre estoy aquí, sin los demás y lo que quiero es decirte Que este sueño fugaz En el que tú estás es la belleza de Cicatrices del pasado

Answer: You are always here I'm always here without anyone else, and what I want is to tell you. That this fleeting dream in which you are is the beauty of the scarf of the past.

Question: What goes through your head....? When you look at this picture? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Cicatr… That's the picture of a black man called Peter that was a slave and was beaten by his white master. That's his back that has all those scars. White people.....

Answer: Destroy all the white people. But first I'd personally like to apologize to Peter for what I, as a white man, did to him when I wasn't born yet. I'm sorry, Peter. I'll go kill myself now.

Question: Spanish Speakers Help!? So I have to write a short little essay for spanish. This is what I want to say, but I'm not sure if its grammatically correct. If you could check it for me that would be great. Thank you!!!!! En el cuadro llamado Paisaje pintadó por Frida Kahlo, hay una mensaje desolado. Frida pinta con colores oscuros que hacen que el cuadro es muy árido. La tierra es muy vacía y está llena de fisuras. Parece el fondo de una pintura de Frida, pero en esta composición, es el centro de enfoque. En el primer plano, hay una cabeza pero parece una roca. También en el primer plano hay un cactus que mira como es la única cosa viva. En el último plano, hay un cielo que se vea muy oscuro por el izquierdo y más brillante a la derecha. Aunque este caudro no es muy detallada, podemos interpretarlo muy bien en la vida de Frida Kahlo. Frida probablemente pintó este cuadro para mostrar las luchas que había tenida. El cactus representa el último pedazo de su vida que esta en su cuerpo. El paisaje representa el cuerpo que ella tenía. Las fisuras son las cicatrices y heridas que ella recibió por las varias operaciones durante su vida. Hay una grieta que probablemente representa una tumba y que ella sabe que su fín esta cerca. En mi vida, yo siempre estoy lastimándome y las fisuras representan las heridas. Yo creo que hay otro significado para la grieta. Mira como es un esqueleto y que Frida Kahlo quería decir que iba a morir con sus heridas. A mi no me quiero morir con mis problemas no resueltos. Yo quiero corregir cualquier pelea que había tenido y morrir contento que hizo algo.

Answer: Hola All correction and changes in capital letters En el cuadro llamado Paisaje pintadO por Frida Kahlo, hay una mensaje desolado. Frida pinta con colores oscuros que hacen que el cuadro SEA muy árido. La tierra ESTÁ vacía y llena de fisuras. Parece el fondo de una pintura de Frida, pero en esta composición, es el centro de enfoque. En el primer plano, hay una cabeza pero parece una roca. También en el primer plano hay un cactus que SE VE COMO la única cosa viva. En el último plano, hay un cielo que se vea muy oscuro por el LADO izquierdo y más brillante a la derecha. Aunque este cUAdro no es muy detalladO, podemos interpretarlo muy bien en la vida de Frida Kahlo. Frida probablemente pintó este cuadro para mostrar las luchas que había tenidO. EN MI OPINIÓN, el cactus representa el último pedazo de vida en su cuerpo. El paisaje representa el cuerpo que ella tenía. Las fisuras son las cicatrices y heridas que ella recibió por las varias operaciones QUE LE HICIERON durante su vida. Hay una grieta que probablemente representa una tumba y que ella sabe que su fIn estÁ cerca. En mi vida, yo siempre estoy lastimándome y las fisuras representan las heridas. Yo creo que hay otro significado para la grieta. OBSERVEN como es un esqueleto y que Frida Kahlo quería decir que iba a morir con sus heridas. YO no me quiero morir con mis problemas no resueltos. Yo quiero corregir cualquier pelea que hE tenido y morir contento SABIENDO QUE HICE ALGO DE PROVECHO.

Question: What do you think of this poem? What do you think it's about? Extinction The sun's heartbeat releases rays of heat thickening the air and illuminating the sky. Burqa-clad women, figures of blue float through the marketplace, speak with voices that dissolve. The stray of the village are many they huddle near dusty mud huts or play in black, narrow alleys, and carved deep under their eyes are the lines of war and poverty. Our legs run, hurrying towards a light, the light at the end of the alley but in its place a turbaned man stands, with a thick beard and a rifle in his hand. Religion is a mirage in this war-torn land. These hands rise up like worn out kites to a patch of celestial blue amongst the strong, sagacious heights of the Hindu Kush. The mountains echo rich history to me, declaring proud tales of the graveyard of empires, the green zeal of martyrs and heroes. though now they block the mouth of the blue sky, looming above the cicatrices. ----------------------------------- Please give me ways in which I can improve it, thanks.

Answer: I really really love it. it touched my soul. i have read many books related to this topic. you know, this poem would be a great hit on first page of a book. you must get it published!!! i dont think any corrections are needed...the poem has a great flow and everything a poem needs. i write poems too but i am not that good.

Question: Anybody fluent in Latin? I would be happy for a translation of the 2 segments below {it is from Plinius} 126 in condiendis opsoniis tanta est suavitas, ut Graeci euzomon appellaverint. putant, subtrita eruca si foveantur oculi, claritatem restitui, . . . . tussim infantium sedari. radix eius in aqua decocta fracta ossa extrahit . . . . — nam de venere stimulanda diximus — tria folia silvestres erucae sinistra manu decerpta et trita in aqua mulsa si bibantur. [imago inanis] lxxxv [imago inanis] 109 Othonna in Syria nascitur, similis erucae perforatis crebro foliis, flore croci; quare quidam anemonem vocaverunt. sucus eius oculorum medicamentis convenit; mordet enim leniter et calefacit adstringitque siccando, purgat cicatrices et nubeculas et quicquid obstet. quidam tradunt lavari atque ita siccatam digeri in pastillos. —

Answer: http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/cgi-bin/pte… Edit: Hmm - it seems to be missing the second paragraph. Well, anyway this is the first one: http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/cgi-bin/pte… and the second one is: CHAP. 85. THE OTHONNA : ONE REMEDY. The othonna is a Syrian plant, resembling rocket in appearance; its leaves are pierced with numerous holes, and its flower resembles that of saffron, for which reason some persons have given it the name of '' anemone." The juice of this plant is employed in ophthalmic preparations ; it is slightly pungent, of a warming nature, and astringent as it dries. It acts as a detergent upon cicatrizations, films on the eyes, and all impediments of the sight. Some say that the plant is washed and dried, and then divided into lozenges.