I have scars some have been the result of a terrible rare disease that nearly destroyed the right side of my face. I was only 11 years old when this disease without a name suddenly appeared. I was seen by so many top doctors and specialists in NYC and nobody could diagnose what was happening to me.
Running out of options my desperate parents were recommended to see one of most respected innovative Dermotologists name Norman Oreintriech . His client list included Elizabeth Taylor, Andy Wahol , Cary Grant and so many others.
Dr Oreintriech was intimadating when my mother took me to see him for a consultation when I was twelve. He took a look at my face and told my mom “I have never took on such a young patient, but, I am willing to try to fix the damage done to her face because even though she has terrible scars I can see how beautiful she was and will we be again.” Then he added “Honestly, if I saw no potential and if she was below average looking, I would tell you to not waste your money and your time and just take her home.” I still remember how those words changed my life and how it to be given “HOPE.”
Dr Norman Orientriech gave me my life back. He slowly filled up face with small monthly amounts of silicone every month. I waited for hours sometimes in his waiting room filled with well dressed very attractive NYC socialite types of women. When I finally saw the doctor he would take photos of my face and inject over 100 or so painful silicone injections into my right upper lip and lower cheek and chin area until the small vial containing the carefully measured monthly amount of silicone was empty.The whole routine took about 5 minutes. He would barely say anything to me or my mom except “See you next month.”
I teenage years were taken away from me socially. I still had tons of girlfriends who were “True Friends” and never left my side while I was disfiqured. They treated me exactly the same although there lives were all about going to parties and having boyfriends. I wasn’t jealous, I listened to their stories and was happy for them. If somebody in school made fun of me or called me things like “Scarface” and one of my many popular friends were present they would defend me and verbally attack these few immature mostly male bastards.
Over 100,000 dollars and over a 100 or so monthly trips to Dr. Norman Orientreich , my face was finally almost scar free. The scars I endured battleing this illness emotionally would still haunt me till this day.
I was 22 years old, engaged and well, okay quite beautiful the last time I saw Dr. Norman Orientriech. I was all grown up and Dr. Orientriech looked younger every time I saw him over the past 10 years. He was now developing skin care products for Nuetrogena and Clinique . That day we both decided that I didn’t need any more injections. His job was done and the promise he made my mom and me over 10 years prior came true.
Mr. Orientriech wished me well and hugged me tight and like always he was in a rush to see his next patient but I could see he had tears in his eyes.
That was over 30 years ago.
On this Father’s Day I want to dedicate this post to Dr. Orientriech a dedicated dermotologist who invented so many skin products and procedures years before other top doctors in his field. He is also a loving father. His son David and daughter Catherine are both Dermotologists have their practice in the same NYC office.
I saw David Orientriech a few weeks ago for some touch-up work on my face. He told me that his dad was now retired and 90 years old.
At the end of visit David Orientreich looked at me closely and said to me “I finally know who the girl in the photo still sitting on his father’s desk for so many years is!”
“It’s you!” The girl in the photo was me indeed. What a honor!
Happy Fathers Day Dr. Norman Orientriech ❤️
If you are in a relationship like the one described in the above photo you are loved.
If not you may want to take a step back and take a long look in the mirror. Do you look happy and feel loved? If not you should re-evaluate your current relationship and ask yourself “Don’t I deserve to be respected and adored.?
The answer is “yes.”
Is your crown slipping???? If so maybe this relationship isn’t meant to be. If you are put down, insulted, controlled, sad, and cry more than you laugh ….. walk away now.
You don’t destroy people you love.
I have been involved in so many relationships with toxic people who tried to change or ruin me.
Sometimes people just want to see a princess get knocked off her throne because they are so envious of someone who seems to have it all.
Truth is I have had a much tougher life than most people know.
So don’t mess with this princess, I am a force to be reckoned with.
This Queen is a survivor wno is in charge of her own destiny.
When I was in my teens I made my first gynocologist appointment because I had a serious boyfriend and wanted to go on the pill. Since I came from a strict family I was too afraid to tell my mother or ask her advice on what local doctor I should see. I was young and scared so I decided I wanted to see a female doctor and found one online. I told nobody about my appointment and went to this doctor myself. She seemed friendly and knew right away by my nervous composure I had never had a internal vaginal exam. I remember she tried to tell me the exam was “No big deal, ” with a smile. I remember putting my legs in the stirrups and feeling very uncomfortable. She inserted her finger and then some kind of metal object into my vagina. It felt extremely painful and even though it was my first vaginal exam my I thought to myself that something about this exam was just not right. After what seemed like forever the exam was finally over. The doctor had this weird look on her face as she told me to get dressed. When I got off the table and stood up I doubled over in extreme pain. I thought to myself the vaginal pain was probably normal since it was my first exam. I drove home with my prescription for the pill and couldn’t stop my gut instict telling me I was sexually violated. A few weeks later I was having lunch with a friend of mine who told me over lunch about her recent visit to her gynocologist. Her story was almost exactly identical to my experience. I then asked her the name of her doctor and was sick to my stomach when I found out she saw the same female gynocologist I saw. My friend and I were both sexually abused by the same woman. We went together and filed police reports and we were told that they would look into the matter but informed us most likely nothing could be done about the compliants because we had no physical evidence she had sexually violated us. A few weeks passed and my friend told me that her father, who happened to be a cardiologist, looked into the matter after she decided to tell him about the still very traumatic experience. He found out at least twenty other young women also filed reports with local police that they were sexually violated by this doctor. We all had one thing he noticed in common, it was all our first experience being vaginally examed, and that was very disturbing the fact just how many others like ourselves were also victims of a sexual crime and never knew it! He then filed a formal complaint the state medical board. After a formal long investigation, the woman gynocologist who sexually abused so many young women had her medical license revoked. Over twenty years later I told my 17 year old daughter, who I suspected is sexually active, that when she is ready to see a gynocologist for the first time I would make all the arrangements and go with her. She smiled and replied “Of couse I will mommy I tell you everything.” The point I am trying to make is maybe my still sexually traumatic experience could have been avoided if I had the type of mother I could have confided in about my sexual issues. If you have daughters my advice is tell them never to be afraid to confide in you about anything. I can’t change what happened to me but I can make sure my two teenage daughters never have to go through what I did.
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I hope you read and enjoy this blog which is based on my own version of my fairy tale life. Though I wanted my life to consist of only “happily ever afters” I have learned to accept that every fairy tale has dark moments, painful lessons and princes who cheat or break your heart.
This blog is based on my life as a priviledged upbringing on the North Shore of Long island . Warning: I am no Disney Princess !
The cast of Secrets and Wives on Bravo TV
I was shocked and delighted Bravo TV premiered the new reality show “Secrets and Wives” which happens to be filmed in the same town I grew up and lived in most of my life.
The show showcases the luxury lifestyle of a handful of women who live in Roslyn, NY. These women may have closets of Loubiton Shoes ,carry Hermes Handbags to “Soul Cycle” to take a spin class , and seem to “have it all ” is just a illusion that life is great but as the reality show portrays having money and living a fairly tale lifestyle has a very dark side as well.
I got my first job at the age of 17 in a trendy upscale boutique in Roslyn, NY. The two owners of the boutigue opened the store with their husbands backing their venture financially and about a year after the store opened both ladies divorced their husbands and one of the owners, “Suzy” who was in her early 30’s very cool and confident became interested in a prominent Roslyn Dentist who was at the time happily married. She learned he loved to ski. Suzy never skied in her life so she would take me during work hours on a two hour drive to the nearest ski slopes where we took lessons secretly. Ok it wasn’t so bad I still got paid for the day and Suzy and I quickly became pretty good skiers!
Well in less than a year Suzy got the really cute dentist and he divorced his beautiful wife of 13 years. He and Suzy went sking all winter long and by the next spring I attended their wedding.
In the boutique I was basically running the entire business in less than two years because the owners were M.I.A most of the time. I was a full time student at Hofstra University and had to take night classes so I could run the store which was doing very well. Most of the customers were women from Roslyn who often told me their own personal horror stories usually about how their husbands suddenly left them for a “younger model ” and were stuck with a big house, a few kids they suddenly had to raise alone and no longer had access to their husbands money.
I saw first hand that in Roslyn there was a epidemic of divorces, cheating spouses and affairs. Most importantly I learned money can’t buy happiness . I have seen and observed what the women like the cast of Secrets and Wives lives are really like and ten years ago I decided move from the north shore to the south shore of Long Island. It was one of the best decisions I ever made!!!!!
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However I still visit the historic Roslyn Duck Pond!!!!!