All good.

I can forget about my face now, it seems to be repairing itself fine, even though it's still a scary sight apart from the scar.
I'd now love to talk the Doctor into a quick snip like this one on my intestine where I still have that bleeding problem that has sadly caused me to be almost teetotal. He'd only have to dig in a tiny way to find it and I'd think a quick zap with that expensive soldering iron and a few stitches would fix it up, but somehow I don't like my chances of sweet talking him.