Scalp Flap

Question: Kitten has head injury - top of scalp (hair) is not attached to the head? I found this small kitten (probably 8-10 wks) on my porch yesterday. When I picked up the kitten, she was very friendly but then I noticed something on the top of the head. At first I thought it was oil but after I washed the area, it turned out to be blood. So I rinsed the area & added neosporin. I put a cardboard collar so kitty wouldn't tamper with the wound. So today I started to repeat the first aid but then I noticed the skin (with hair) is not attached to the head. It's like a flap of skin that hangs. I also noticed something that looks like brains but it can't be brains because the skull is not cracked. I got very nervous but still finished washing the area & put neosporin. Kitty eats, drinks, uses a litter box, meows and is very affectionate. I'm planning to take kitty to the vet on Friday (payday) but until then, do you think the flap of skin will reattach itself to the head or will it fall off? Also what do you think that brain looking stuff really is? I appreciate all your help and advise. Update: Thank you for the responses. So I found low cost vet & took the kitten today. Found out its a 4 month old male. The vet looked at the head would & said it looked worse than it really was. He gave kitty an antibiotic shot, dewormer, & vaccines. The skin flap as no longer there & is starting to heal. Vet said to keep close eye on wound to avoid maggots. Yuk!! He also gave kitty some oral antibiotics & told me to wash the area with peroxide & add triple antibiotic. Anyway, kitty already went to thru the 1st aid at home & is resting in the kennel. We're definitly keeping this little guy.

Answer: I think you're going to have to figure out a way to take it to the vet. It definitely needs to be stitched or it may not heal. And anything that looks like brains kinda freaks me out (I'll bet you felt the same way). Better safe than sorry, you know? Good luck to you both.

Question: John F Kennedy; Horrible, Mortifying, Horrific did you really see and grasp this? For some reason, I never took the time to look at the JFK video of his assaination. I guess my generation didn't really think about JFK and his legacy. I must say that the whole thing was so horrific that I almost vomitted. It was so upsetting to see his skull be blasted open, his brain matter scattered over the car, and his scalp flapping in the wind. But the most moritfying thing was seeing his poor wife desparately trying to collect his brain matter from the car in pure shock, terror, and insainty. Did she think she could put it all back into his skull and sew it back up? This was a living man, a handsome charasmatic man that on video and instantly had his head explode for everyone to see. I began to cry and wonder how something like this could happen everyday in our lives. It made me appreciate life. God, it was so horrible, was anyone else as moved by this film as I was?

Answer: Its gross alright, but does that matter? You knew he was killed, but it didnt matter so much until you SAW it. Isnt that sad? Reports are in the news frequently about huge numbers of people being killed in wars and disasters around the world. People rarely seem to care. But when 9/11 happened people went bananas even though it was only 3000 people. And thats because it was on TV. People saw it, so then it mattered to them. Why cant people be reflective enough to realize that death and killing is death and killing, even if you havent seen it? Imagine how the American people would feel if cameras showed the close-up affects of our military's bombing campaigns on the men, women, and children of Iraq. I think that then, a lot more people would "get it" about what a horrible thing our government is doing.

Question: briainnn surgryy??? HELPP PLEASE 10 POINTSS A.S.A.P? okay umm is it possible for the personns brain to expand soo much that it is starting to go in his neck? cause they cant do the "flap" surgery yet casuse his blood pressure is dangeroussly low. the flap is when they cut a sqare in his scalp PLEASE HELPP

Answer: When blood accumulates (a hematoma) and isn't contained, it can push the brainstem down through the Foramen Magnum. That is the opening at the base of the skull that the spinal cord exits through. A traumatic injury to the skull causing an injury to the internal temporal artery, a subdural hematoma, or a subarachnoid bleed could all do it. From you description, the "flap" would be in the dura mater, or the tough covering layer over the brain. That suggests a subdural hematoma. The other two conditions that I mentioned are much more dangerous and life-threatening, and progress much more rapidly. Now, that being said, the low blood pressure will help in the short term, because blood is not being pumped up into the skull with any force or volume. So your Neurosurgeon is using good judgment and allowing the blood to clot while he waits for the blood pressure to improve. It does no good to operate in haste if the low blood pressure causes a great risk of death during the operation. I'm sure that he's ordered hourly neurological checks by skilled Neurology nurses an, if there is a stable exam, he will wait until he can do the surgery with minimal risk. If there is neurological deterioration, then he will operate immediately and take his chances on survival of the patient. It's a difficult balancing act. And it sounds like he's using good judgment at this stage.

Question: Some dreadlock help please? Hey all! Ok 4 months ago i got my hair backcombed into locks for religious beliefs, i have used NO product, and will not use any! I was them only with an ackee bar, pure plant resin! The problem I asked this yesterday and only got one answer, and although it was very very helpful I thought id try and see if I could get a broader scale of answers. After 4/5 months they are starting to tighten up, and most are round from the scalp to about half way down where they go flat! But i have 4 which from scalp to to tip are just...flap..like pancake flat! they ARE still knotting up..but there knotting up flat! Can anyone know how i can turn the flat ones round...and how to help them knot round? Any help! Jah bless Christ love HSI guidance Mika "when the lions eat grass...the lions will be calm"

Answer: It sounds like you have wrapped your hair too tight and caused some locs to flatten. First I would say change the way you put your hair up. Use loose ties or silk/satin clothe. Second, do a cleanse to make sure you don't have any buildup (like apple cider vinegar or tea tree). Then I would do a good wash and let the locs air dry completely. You can roll the flat ones a bit to help them plump up. If you do it every time you wash they should start to hold the new shape. Other than that I have no idea. I know some of mine are flat but they are the ones on the sides that get pinned down by my glasses.

Question: Forever Love (Ending idea what do you think?)? The vampire's crusty bald scalp, dead skin flapping up & down as he approaches the little farming village. his brother Barracas not too far behind The two brothers leave the hunters little river field with at least 100 dead bodies floating across the water. John and Andrea shortly pass by, to discover the vulgar stench of death.John and Andrea discover the dead bodies floating across the river, all the hunters were dead, Andrea turns her head away in shock, John's worried expression to hard to hold back in his his head he says to himself. "How am I meant to protect her, that thing could kill me in a heart beat, this family has put up with enough from this demon, I know I don't what I'm getting my self into I can't just let her die" The snow starts fall heavier, so bright it casts a black reflection from the trees to the floor, thick grains of ice tearing down through the sky. John and Andrea holding hands as they pass through the whitening forest. John stops "There getting close, before we go on, I need to give you." John says urgently.

Answer: I like it:D But you should use he,she,her,him,and all that good stuff a little more than putting there names down ever time. But that's really good I would not mind reading it if you got it published.

Question: Forever Love (would you buy it?)? This is my Vampire thriller I just want to know if people would buy it if I got it published. Synopsis: John is a part time demon nothing much is different about him, only a demon called “Serogos” who lives in his mind the meaning battling your demons is actually the true meaning for John the demon's desire are to give him 3 wishes of his choice, in return “Serogos” will be allowed to turn him into a full demon and become flesh, this is a burden John’s father and his father before him, at to carry. John keeps refusing “Serogos” until he starts to dream about a pretty girl named Andrea, these dreams go on and on for a few months, he then starts to dream of 4 different ways she is going to die, he knows the date and when it’s going happen, but he doesn’t know where, the hint of her on top of a huge city building is the only link, John is unable to tell which building, John may have to accept the idea of “Serogos” proposal, otherwise the woman he has fallen in love with, in his dreams is going to die. The vampire's crusty bald scalp, dead skin flapping up & down as he approaches the little farming village. his brother Barracas not too far behind The two brothers leave the vampire hunters river field with at least 100 dead bodies floating across the water. John and Andrea not too far from them pass by the field, to discover the vulgar stench of death.John and Andrea discover the dead bodies floating across the river, Andrea turns her head away in shock, John starts to worry and says to himself. "How am I meant to protect her, that thing could kill me in a heart beat, this family has put up with enough from this demon, I know I don't what I'm getting my self into I can't just let her die" Preview from the story. The snow starts to fall heavier, so bright it casts a dark reflection from the trees to the floor, thick grains of ice tearing down through the sky. John and Andrea holding hands as they pass through the whitening forest. John stops "There getting close, before we go on, I need to give you." John says urgently. Andrea walks towards him. "Are you okay?" "Will you hug me." John holds his hand out towards Andrea's, she pulls her right hand out and clenches his, Andrea smiles but with a suspion on her face.Andrea falls into John's arms as they hold both of there in the air.

Answer: no, I'm sick of all this twilight inspired vampire chick-lit be original.

Question: Jon & Kate Plus 8.....Did You See His Hair Transplant? Did anyone see Jon's hair transplant procedure? It was brutal to watch, at least for me. Did you see how they cut his scalp in the back of his head, took off a flap of skull with the hair on it so they could put the hair in the front of his head. I was screaming. LOL You could actually see the inside of his head. Then they sewed it back together. OMG. I was weak in the knees. Has anyone seen a hair transplant procedure before?

Answer: I love Jon and Kate plus 8 but that was by far my least favorite episode. I had to turn away during the surgery. It was way to gross for what is usually a cute family show

Question: help with english project immediately? Below is the poem cut by slvia plath in which i have to do my project on and even farther below that is a descrption of what somethinks the poem is about and my project i have to recreate the poem using images but do not illastrute the poem but to go deeper into the poem...and i need to show the tone in the picture which is apethtic-which means indiffernt due to lack of enery or concern....if anyone can help me with any of these please do so because i can not think of anything and its due tommrow! (please help i am freaking out..the littliest bit will help) thanks =] What a thrill ---- My thumb instead of an onion. The top quite gone Except for a sort of a hinge Of skin, A flap like a hat, Dead white. Then that red plush. Little pilgrim, The Indian's axed your scalp. Your turkey wattle Carpet rolls Straight from the heart. I step on it, Clutching my bottle Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is. Out of a gap A million soldiers run, Redcoats, every one. Whose side are they on? O my Homunculus, I am ill. I have taken a pill to kill The thin Papery feeling. Saboteur, Kamikaze man --- The stain on your Gauze Ku Klux Klan Babushka Darkens and tarnishes and when The balled Pulp of your heart Confronts its small Mill of silence How you jump---- Trepanned veteran, Dirty girl, Thumb stump. It is obvious from the first line that this is about escapism, "What a thrill" suggests that this cut is deliberate and conveys Plath's temporary feelings of pleasure and excitement. She manipulates the use of metaphor throughout 'cut' to convey her meaning, in the second line she introduces the metaphor of an onion, symbolising that the cut is not just a random cut, but has layers to it, which represent the meaning this cut has in her life. The next two lines describes how the cut left a hinge of skin behind, this is a metaphor of a door and strengthens the message that the cut is a release for her. The second stanza shows the reader the image of the cut. Plath now makes reference to a pilgrim having its head scalped by an American Indian, a metaphor for spirituality already lost in contemporary society. In lines 11-14 the blood that is pumped out from her heart falls onto the floor. The line ' I step on it,' suggests that she tries to fight the pain and the next two, 'clutching my bottle/ of pink fizz.' tells us that she pours a painkiller onto the wound. Plath now claims that cutting herself is a celebration, and thus gives these last two stanzas a greater understanding of her control, relief and peace. The next lines, 'Out of a gap/ a million soldiers run,/ redcoats every one.' symbolise two things: that blood is rushing out of the wound and it also introduces the ongoing metaphor of a battle between two armies. She is one soldier who has lost much, while fighting the battle with depression. Then, 'Whose side are they on?' tells us that she can't decide whether cutting is good habit or a bad one. Plath suggests her insanity, through telling a voice in her head that she is ill, suffering from depression, and then says that cutting herself takes away this empty feeling. O my homunculus, I am ill,/ I have taken a pill to kill/ the thin papery feeling.' The reference to the saboteur, kamikaze and the Ku Klux Klan from line 27 to 30 represent the sabotage of one's own well being and physical body through deliberate damage, the recklessness towards herself when 'cutting' and the outward act of anger and hatred of herself. The reference to Babushka and the lines 'darkens and tarnishes and when/ the balled/ pulp of your heart/ confronts its small/ mill of silence' refers to a lady in Russia who started a revolution and this shows how Plath believed this to be a turning point in her life, where she became taken by a dark force inside of her. She uses the military imagery in the last stanza and throughout the poem to represent both the control she felt when cutting, and the feeling that is like a command that she is powerless to refuse. The last line, thumb stump, refers to the scar left behind from her cut, and how she will never be the same again. She shows that cutting herself is an ineffective tactic against her enemy, only fuelling her depression, leaving her injured and even worse off.

Answer: You did a good job researching by going to the Sylvia Plath forum. Please be sure to credit that in your paper if you use it because it's very easy to catch and you probably don't want to be accused of plagiarism. If you're looking for images of apathy, search Google using ennui, apathetic, and slacker. A good image for the poem would include The Scream because it captures the desperation of her depression.

Question: PLEASE HELP!!!! I need to know literary devices int he poem Cut by Sylvia Plath? Please help. I need to know the leterary devices of the poem Cut by Sylvia Plath. Here's the peom: What a thrill -- My thumb instead of an onion. The top quite gone Except for a sort of hinge Of skin, A flap like a hat, Dead white. Then that red plush. Little pilgrim, The Indian's axed your scalp. Your turkey wattle Carpet rolls Straight from the heart. I step on it, Clutching my bottle Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is. Out of a gap A million soldiers run, Redcoats, every one. Whose side are they on? O my Homunculus, I am ill. I have taken a pill to kill The thin Papery feeling. Saboteur, Kamikaze man -- The stain on your Gauze Ku Klux Klan Babushka Darkens and tarnishes and when The balled Pulp of your heart Confronts its small Mill of silence How you jump -- Trepanned veteran, Dirty girl, Thumb stump.

Answer: Metaphor, rhyme, internal rhyme, alliteration

Question: Could someone help me analyze this poem possibly! by slyvia plath-cut? could someone help me tell me what this poem means and how i can receate this poem using a differnt medium for school...i was thinking drawing but i do not know what to draw any ideas.? What a thrill ---- My thumb instead of an onion. The top quite gone Except for a sort of a hinge Of skin, A flap like a hat, Dead white. Then that red plush. Little pilgrim, The Indian's axed your scalp. Your turkey wattle Carpet rolls Straight from the heart. I step on it, Clutching my bottle Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is. Out of a gap A million soldiers run, Redcoats, every one. Whose side are they on? O my Homunculus, I am ill. I have taken a pill to kill The thin Papery feeling. Saboteur, Kamikaze man --- The stain on your Gauze Ku Klux Klan Babushka Darkens and tarnishes and when The balled Pulp of your heart Confronts its small Mill of silence How you jump---- Trepanned veteran, Dirty girl, Thumb stump.

Answer: Pick a picturesque item from each paragraph and paint it as a murial. I believe you are talking alot of work, but what is it worth? The meaning of the poem is summed up in "Hatred" paint that and you've got it! ;)

Question: What does this poem mean? Easy 10 points? What does it mean to you, at least. I have my own opinion i just want to know what you think. :) This poem is by Sylvia Plath, btw. Cut For Susan O'Neill Roe What a thrill --- My thumb instead of an onion. The top quite gone Except for a sort of a hinge Of skin, A flap like a hat, Dead white. Then that red plush. Little pilgrim, The Indian's axed your scalp. Your turkey wattle Carpet rolls Straight from the heart. I step on it, Clutching my bottle Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is. Out of a gap A million soldiers run, Redcoats, every one. Whose side are they on? O my Homunculus, I am ill. I have taken a pill to kill The thin Papery feeling. Saboteur, Kamikaze man --- The stain on your Gauze Ku Klux Klan Babushka Darkens and tarnishes and when The balled Pulp of your heart Confronts its small Mill of silence How you jump --- Trepanned veteran, Dirty girl, Thumb stump. Thanks :)

Answer: Sounds to me like a woman who accidently cut off a chunk of her thumb while cooking Thanksgiving dinner. She looked at the blood and wiped it on her white apron. If I'm right it's pretty funny if wrong I guess I'm the turkey.

Question: Have you ever felt like it was all over? "The Last Glass" In a patch of wild blueberries on his hands and knees, he fascinates the massive beast in front of him. The top part of his scalp drips red over a branch of not ripe fruit, his eyes remain fixed as the animal studies him from above. He wonders how much blood he is losing and is thankful for the fear that is blocking his pain. As he loses control over his own voice, the giant paw screams through the foggy night towards his face. He lowers his head and feels his brain press into his skull, the cool night air whistling through the top of his head and down, into his sinuses. The bear missed. He stood then, unable to wait any longer for death, and lunged forward. He flailed wildly at the image of death, and landed firmly on his chin, biting into his tongue. The bear ran. He reached for the top of his head. He could feel his bones stinging. He turned to look for the flap of skin that belonged to him. He woke up, laughing. Bad wine, he supposed. He strolled into the kitchen, unfazed. Ambrose outdid himself.

Answer: He woke up, laughing. Bad wine, he supposed. He strolled into the kitchen, unfazed. He picked up the empty glass and it became a flap of skin. His kitchen faded into wishful unconsciousness.

Question: Ewwww....gross dream, help me please!? ok i had a dream I was scratching my head and a BIG HUGE Chunk of my my scalp skin came off in my hand and I was looking at it. and it had a small red pimple on it. and it looked greasy. but it was like hard kinda it wasnt like hanging flapping skin dangling in my hand. it wasnt like that. it was more like the shell of my head, but thick sort of. kind of like what craddle cap looks like on a baby's head. gross. anyways....can some one help me find a dream interpreter site that has a definition for scalp, or scalp skin. dreammoods.com doesnt have it. thanks.

Answer: It doesn't look very meaningful to me. It could be that you ate some heavy, greasy food in the evening, or pressing the top of your head to the headboard or something. If it doesn't occur again, it doesn't matter.

Question: Critique my poem please? Maple gowning adorn mercy fake little babe, and porcelain sea shell of a cake face barbie, broad shoulders reciting into a narrow waist, and thick heavy chest, her shoulders firm, back arched, to keep the sappy blushing tits up high and proud like lilacs and droop suddenly smaller when she sits upon a break in the arrow, of the plastic, of the plaster, of the silicone, of the wet markets and dreamy day dew, her seat moist from sleeping in pastures like dear, who mother her babies and pick through hebrew recipes to get to her, pick through scents and susan’s eyes to get to her laying there in the field, a breathing monopoly, grassy armpits and locks of gold corn, scalp of potent soil, mouth, a rosy slit that aches over and spreads it’s flaps to holy hymns and prayers and other phony f*cks.

Answer: everything up to the broken arrow should be last but not least

Question: Help me improve my novel so far (must be prepared to read a lot to answer sorry)? Hi, I'm Katie, 14 years old, living in Manchester(just thought it was worth letting you know)I'm writing a novel, probably only written, erm... about 5 A4 pages so far. Here's the first half of what I've done so far... I lay there, motionless, my eyes fixed on the clock face. Impatience grew, like something inside of me was increasing in size, about to explode. Unless I'd just check on her... Stop it! I could wait another 29 minutes. Could I? No. I leapt from my bed, stretching and flapping my limbs, a butterfly, emerged from a cocoon. The everlasting howls and whimpers accross the hall paused briefly, then continued. She couldn't stop crying. I hadn't spilled a single tear yet. I would always be left to suffer alone, silently. That's the way I'd like it to be. Crying only made things so much worse, especially, in my case, if the tears spilled had witnesses. We'd been struggling, trying to capture any sleep we could, trying so hard. How could I sleep, knowing she was experiencing such heartbreak. The absence of my father would never cease to haunt her whenever she slept alone. I knew that. Six o'clock. Just a half hour earlier than the time I'd woken up one day before. In two hours, a typical Julian High School day would begin. School's everywhere would be crowded by their usual students, sharing their casual conversations, on a normal Monday morning. I turned to face the girl in my 4 foot mirror, and regretted the act instantly. Just as expected, the bags under her eyes managed to darken even more. Her lashes fluttered hysterically as she found herself struggling to reopen those ocean blue eyes after every blink. How was it possible that I could look any worse than the last morning. My bushy, brown hair stuck out in a thousand different directions, from my scalp down to its' knotted ends, just above my shoulders. I fiddled with a few strands, choosing them spontaneously, in a dreadful mix of guilt, and irritation. Just go check on her you silly prune I thought to myself, this isn't life or death, this is go see mum before you implode with anxiety. I inhaled very slowly, and deeply, then made my way to mums room. Tripping up on dad's trainers on my way through the hall. “Shoot!” I cursed under my breath. That's when I knew she would be composing herself, wiping away tears, and probably blowing her nose at the sound of my clumsy approach. This irritated me more than it should. She knew Id seen her cry before. I felt my face screw up into a grimace as I knocked, not so rhythmically, on her door. “ Sarah Pumpkin.” she managed to choke. “ Yeah momma, it' s me. Don't suppose you managed any sleep at all last night?” Of course she hadn't. “No Sarah I'm afraid not. Oh, I haven't prevented you any sleep have I sweety.” She blubbered. That was an understatement. “Don't be silly mum, 'course you 'aven't.” I lied, she didn't need to worry about any of my small problems. “Want anything from downstairs. I'm popping down anyway.” I had to get her a drink! She must have been drained of any moisture, all those tears... She dabbed a cheek with an already sodden tissue (or what was left of it), and wiped one of a million tears away. “That's okay hon'. You just get ready for your day, although it's a bit early.” She forced out a high pitched chuckle, the simple gesture did not touch her eyes. Tears continued to stream down her pale, freckly skin. “Suppose I just wanted to check up on you mum.” Another understatement. It would have taken another two minutes, before my anxiety had imploded on itself, taking me with it... I have planned the rest of my novel, I don't plan to try and get it published unless it's insanely good, which I doubt. I welcome criticism and please give me advice on ANY possible improvements. Thanks for your time guys! Much appreciated! Katie xxx

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Question: cold medicine torture...............? the room was sweltering hot and it felt like I had been there for days ...drifting in and out of consciousness with what felt like a hundred pound weight on my chest making it impossible to breath , I could tell the end was coming though as I could hear the evil ones minions scratching at the door . Just then the door creaked open ....smoke and fire engulfed the room and I soon had four minions on my chest ..each fighting and swatting at another..each wanting me all to them selves ... sharp little tongues licked my face ... "BLARG LA BLA BLA ! " screeched the evil one as she entered the room......... the minions scattered as she stood above me with her red eyes glowing ,horns protruding from her scalp......... "YOU'LL NEVER GET ME TO CONFESS ...I WOULD RATHER BE DEAD ! " bellows I I felt cool water dripping off my forehead , even though my eyes were still blurry I could now see my beautiful wife holding a wet wash cloth .... not the hideous creature I had witnessed only moments before ..."evil" ...I was pointing to where the "minions " were now busy fighting over my shoe lace. " the kitty's only wanted to see you........you are such a baby when your sick ' she teased ." I asked if you were hungry and wanted breakfast in bed .........I called the boss and told him you wouldn't be in today". I nodded as I cautiously looked around the room. we'll talk about this "confession " later......as she stood up her giant wings started flapping .....as she flew out of the room her long spiky tail knocked me off the bed...... as I watched the minions prance off after her I can only wounder.......can cold medicine be used to extract a confession? I can't beleive yahoo doesn't have a torture section

Answer: We are all going down EoS! And yes cold medicine is exactly like truth elixir syrup. Verbal diarrhea, loss of consciousness, and vivid dreams are just some of the symptoms. Just wait until the minions try chinese water torture commonly known as "chicken soup therapy". Do you need a salt rub on your chest? I'll send the demons er I mean Camryns right away.

Question: i feel disgusted with myself? i really do, and i'm getting depressed over it. i looked back at some of my old pictures, and i'm getting pretty angry. i had lots of thick, long hair and beautiful skin. my hair's now thin and brittle and breaks so easily. i don't even have as much hair as i used to. my skin is disgusting, i break out randomly and it's probably because i get stressed with not enough sleep. it's also getting red on the front cheeks. i also have dandruff, disgusting i know. my mom used to put hairspray all over my hair and i think that's one of the causes why my hair's so disgusting now. i also have two red patches above my forehead attached to my scalp. i have no idea how to get rid of them as i've had them since about forever. my nose is bulbous. it's round and meaty. i do believe my nose is actually really small without all the excess skin covering it. i hate the creases on the side of my nose. it just looks like something's trying to dig in the side of my nose. i also absolutely hate the pores on my nose and the pores all over my face. i break out with multiple zits at once. i don't know why. the foods i eat are not oily at all. i'm perfectly healthy, yet i'm overweight. i've never had problems with diabetes, cholesterol, or high blood pressure. i do second hand smoke ever since i was born since my dad's since he was 21 and now he's 59. i have bags and wrinkles on my eyes from lack of sleep. even when i do sleep enough, they still appear. i put cucumbers on my face to get away the wrinkles but it's not even working. one of my dimples are deep and one of them aren't deep enough. i'm just really sad with my face and my excess weight. i exercise, eat healthy, and i eat less calories than the recommended amount. to me, breakfast only makes me gain more weight so i don't eat it. also, the parts on my body that are flapped, like my neck is dark. i clean it everyday in the shower. i clean it every morning with rubbing alcohol. it isn't getting any better. i have so many things to worry about in my life from school to my nails being too wide so i can't even draw my designs on it right. my vision is also terrible... i have contacts and they make me rub my eyes, which might lead to me getting wrinkles. i'm 5'4 the last time i checked, and i don't feel comfortable telling my weight. i'm absolutely in love with cosmetics but i never wear any. someone give me tips on how to make myself better? i don't believe in that "beauty is only skin deep" type of thing. i wouldn't want to wear any make up. i just like keeping it natural. no added eyeliner, mascara, or concealer/foundation.

Answer: There have been times when I have actually missed college and parties because i've been convinced that people will run away from me like I'm something from a horror movie, all because of my wretched skin. I never have just one spot at a time, I get loads, and it always seems to coincide with bad hair days, bad clothes days....urgh...but you have to realise that no-one else sees it the same way you do. I would die if I didn't have foundation and concealer to help cover everything up. Yeah, my bad skin is still ridiculously noticeable to me...now I have to worry about beige scabs and bumps everywhere...but it really does help to stop me feeling like I can't leave the house. If you do this, and perhaps wear some of the other makeup you like (eyeliner, mascara etc) it should hopefully boost your confidence a little bit. Concealer would also be good for covering the rashes on your head and any dark eye circles. As for your hair, just try using an anti dandruff shampoo, supermarkets do really cheap own versions. It probably isn't anything to do with the hairspray, it's more likely to be caused by hormonal changes that can easily turn lovely moisturised hair into nasty dry hair in a short space of time! Chin up xx

Question: Does Lymphatic drainage therapy help with acne? I had an acne facial and the therapist might suggested another lymphatic drainage because my right cheek in particular feels very dry and tight. Right now my acne on the right cheek,most are having flapping skin or scalp looking so I believe it is healing. Would another drainage done in the next week help the dryness and reduce the acne even further since I saw that lymphobiology treatment helps control acne too.

Answer: The combination of Tea Tree Oil soap and the Clindamycin cream is the best for Acne and pimple. These work wonders. Maybe it will work on you too. Try searching it through Google 'shopaholic's bargains'

Question: What is the probable effect of a scab on the scalp? I have a friend who has long nails. One day she scratched her head and accidentally wounded her scalp and left a small part of skin that flaps over if it was touched. She didn't go to a doctor yet but her aunt says just to leave it alone. She's really desperate for answers...

Answer: I agree with the aunt. there isnt anything the doctor can do for a scratch on her scalp. It should heal within a few days on its own.