Over the course of my lifetime, I've acquired a fair amount of scars, like we all do. Some I like, some I don't. I've always hated the chicken pox scars on my forehead and as a direct result have had bangs for the majority of my life. I have a scar on my foot from the day my brother got stung by a bee and I cut myself while running to the house to get help. I always liked that one because it felt like a small act of bravery from a not-so-brave girl. Being a child of the early-nineties with several siblings, not much was done afterwords in terms of scar care, other than slapping a band aid on it and then picking the scab off when it dried up. (The best part.)
And then there are the scars you get as a grown up. I've been very lucky to have never had any major surgeries or accidents, but about three years ago, I developed a nasty little cyst on my neck. It started out looking like a skin tag but then grew into a hideous bubble that I'd pick at for hours at a time. After a quick trip to the dermatologist, it was decided that I should have it "punched out," so that it wouldn't get bigger or infected. The procedure itself was simple enough, just a local anesthetic and about 10 minutes of the doctor making little cuts in my skin until it was all gone. I think it was harder on my dad, who sat next to me and patted my foot while looking out the window so he wouldn't pass out. The worst part for me was being able to hear my skin being cut, since it was so close to my ear. It was a seriously disgusting sound. I was left with 10 tiny stitches, 6 over the skin and 4 dissolving ones under the skin.
Which brings my to the point of my story, which is: SCAR CARE IS IMPORTANT.
Being a fairly vain person, I knew that I needed to research ahead of time what steps I was going to take to fade my scar as quickly as possible, as it was in a fairly conspicuous place. Luckily, I had an amazing doctor who was able to put the scar directly where one of my neck wrinkles are, making it even harder to detect.
But, even with the scar partially hidden, I wanted to take care of it properly so it would be as invisible as possible. And that leads me to the healing power of Mederma. Once my scar healed completely, I applied Mederma twice a day for about 3 months. After that I used it just once a day, or really, whenever I remembered to do it, as the urgency wore off and the scar faded insanely fast. If you want something quick and effective with scars, Mederma is the way to go, especially for short term care. It's just as effective on large scars, like C-section scars, as it is on little childhood scrapes and stitches.
I wouldn't recommend using Mederma for the long term. It's quite powerful, and after a while I began to notice that the skin surrounding the scar would be red after I applied it, so you should only use it in the first couple of months while the scar is brand new. After that, some good old fashioned coconut oil is the way to go. I am definitely one of those beauty girls who worships at the altar of coconut oil, but you can also use Vitamin E oil, Aquaphor or Bio-Oil, if you prefer. I just love that coconut oil is so cheap and is a cure all. Just slather it all over after the shower and it'll get to work on scars, dry skin, and stretch marks. I would also like to point out that if your baby under 2 years old gets stitches or something like that, coconut oil, Aquaphor, or something more natural is the gentler way to go. And always make sure your coconut oil is Extra Virgin and Organic!
It goes without saying that not all scars can, or should, be erased! My sister, Mar, had a chunk of skin on her shoulder that had pre-cancerous cells in it, so it was chopped out. She was super excited to have a bad-ass scar, and it is totally rad. It looks like a mini lobster on her shoulder, and she rocks it proudly. Being healthy is worth having a few scars, and some of them also make for good stories.