Quick summary for those who don't want to read the whole thing... my name is Melvin and I'm a burn survivor with 25% of my body that was exposed to flames at about 800•C / 1500•F. The accident occurred six months ago. I am still suffering from physical pain (scars, blisters, dry skin) and emotional distress (nightmares, loss of confidence, anger, depression).
Anyway, here I go...
I was sitting at my workstation, just past midnight, enjoying my lunch. I was working the graveyard shift for a mining project in Guatemala. As a chemical engineer who graduated just three years ago, my work revolves around the smelting furnace,which turns the slightly processed ores taken from the nearby mine into valuable metal.
I knew the project was going to end in another week or two, so I started planning a trip to Honduras and Costa Rica where I'll be scuba diving, photographing natural wonders as if I was a NatGeo photographer, and put my basic Spanish into practical use.
After I was finished with my lunch and daydreaming, I returned to the plant to continue my work. I sometimes look into the furnace, which is about 15 m (50 ft) in diameter, to make sure everything inside looks fine. One of those inspections took place early in the morning, and it happened to be my last.
Fire and hot dust blew out of the inspection port, which is basically a 20''x20'' opening, as I put my head close to it to get a better look inside the furnace. Because the area was rather confined, I was exposed to the flames for a good few seconds as my body immediately high-geared to survival mode. 25% of my body was burned, ranging from 2nd to 3rd degree. The affected areas include my entire back, the right side of my torso, my entire arm from wrist to elbow, my right cheek, and both ears.
After six months, I am still suffering from the pain, the scars, the blisters, and the nightmares. In just a few seconds, I lost all the confidence I had and my dignity as a human being. I can't go scuba diving any more. I can't go skiing any more. I don't want to see this girl I've been dating. I don't want to go out with friends. I just want to hide in my space, wishing I would escape from the hell that my life has become.
So here I am, trying to take back what was taken from me. I'm in rehab now, making use of a variety of exercises, medication, and other medical equipment to control my scars and pain. What my biggest challenge now is to be comfortable with and confident in my new appearance. I want to be able to go out with friends without being bothered by the unavoidable stares, and to be able to ask a girl out again without being afraid of how my appearance will affect her. Not trying to be cocky or shallow, but I lean towards the handsome side so having my appearance so drastically affected really shuts down my confidence.
So I now reach out to you, the community of my PTSD, and ask for your help to take back what I lost and become a stronger person.
Anyway, here I go...
I was sitting at my workstation, just past midnight, enjoying my lunch. I was working the graveyard shift for a mining project in Guatemala. As a chemical engineer who graduated just three years ago, my work revolves around the smelting furnace,which turns the slightly processed ores taken from the nearby mine into valuable metal.
I knew the project was going to end in another week or two, so I started planning a trip to Honduras and Costa Rica where I'll be scuba diving, photographing natural wonders as if I was a NatGeo photographer, and put my basic Spanish into practical use.
After I was finished with my lunch and daydreaming, I returned to the plant to continue my work. I sometimes look into the furnace, which is about 15 m (50 ft) in diameter, to make sure everything inside looks fine. One of those inspections took place early in the morning, and it happened to be my last.
Fire and hot dust blew out of the inspection port, which is basically a 20''x20'' opening, as I put my head close to it to get a better look inside the furnace. Because the area was rather confined, I was exposed to the flames for a good few seconds as my body immediately high-geared to survival mode. 25% of my body was burned, ranging from 2nd to 3rd degree. The affected areas include my entire back, the right side of my torso, my entire arm from wrist to elbow, my right cheek, and both ears.
After six months, I am still suffering from the pain, the scars, the blisters, and the nightmares. In just a few seconds, I lost all the confidence I had and my dignity as a human being. I can't go scuba diving any more. I can't go skiing any more. I don't want to see this girl I've been dating. I don't want to go out with friends. I just want to hide in my space, wishing I would escape from the hell that my life has become.
So here I am, trying to take back what was taken from me. I'm in rehab now, making use of a variety of exercises, medication, and other medical equipment to control my scars and pain. What my biggest challenge now is to be comfortable with and confident in my new appearance. I want to be able to go out with friends without being bothered by the unavoidable stares, and to be able to ask a girl out again without being afraid of how my appearance will affect her. Not trying to be cocky or shallow, but I lean towards the handsome side so having my appearance so drastically affected really shuts down my confidence.
So I now reach out to you, the community of my PTSD, and ask for your help to take back what I lost and become a stronger person.