A wooden nose..!
Something I enjoy, being married to a doctor, are the number of complimentary prescription pads, note pads, pens and pencils that are given to her at every medical conference and seminar by pharmaceutical companies. Like little child, I grab these fancy jotters and scratch pads and install them everywhere, near bed and sofa, dashboard of car or anywhere else where profound thought can quickly be written down, before sinking into unreachable oblivion. Today however the little box she placed on writing table had me puzzled. It was some gift from medical firm but looked more like a little container of pills. I pulled out instead what looked like a six inch replica of Egyptian mummy but on closer scrutiny was a wooden nose. Now I have seen such objects of human anatomy outside churches and other places of worship where people in search of healing for a particular part of their body buy wax leg or an arm or finger and burn them before their gods. I wondered why any company would want to give a doctor a wooden nose and the doctor her husband the same..!
I placed the nose on my table. Very Roman; quite aristocratic; but by itself; hideous! There was something written on the box, I wondered whether it was ransom note, saying that next I would be sent other parts of kidnapped victims body!
The note, politely told me instead that the wooden nose was a spectacles holder. I took off my reading glasses and placed them on the nose and suddenly the wooden member was transformed into a rather pleasant aristocratic face. Here I must tell you that my glasses are the cheapest kind available in optician shop, and it is with some embarrassment I enter posh store and walk off with low priced plastic pair, sure that salesman and visiting eye doctor are sniggering at my miserly, tight fisted, niggardly spending.
It was this same pair I placed on wooden nose.
There was a slot at the back for the frame to rest, and as I already mentioned the nose took on an agreeable shape. The spectacles so ordinary otherwise, gave wooden nose a dashing look. I smiled. It was the most extraordinary transformation I had seen from something ugly and nasty to a face, stately, well formed and attractive. A pair of cheap, nearly discarded glasses had done the trick..!
As I stared at good looking face, a thought came to my mind.  So many of us with good looking features, powerful personalities, attractive figures are still like wooden nose, hideous when looked at alone. The English suit, American tie, Italian shoes only add to the 'something missing' look.    
And then from some old folks home, a discarded mother or ailing father is brought back to a son's or daughter's home; a backward child is given extra love by formerly impatient dad; struggling husband gets a word of encouragement from otherwise ambitious wife; plain spouse sitting at window, waiting at home is taken out and made a queen for an evening, nay not just evening but for life: And suddenly wooden nose looks beautiful with these seemingly cheap, inconsequential, bits of plastic spectacle's.
I don't know what nose job you need to do.      
Just do it. It changes you..!
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