Before undergoing a 50-hour face transplant surgery, I was constantly stared at: Now, it feels like the greatest gift

For six years, Derek, 58, underwent extensive facial reconstruction, yet the results left him unrecognizable. He lost an eye, struggled to breathe and speak, and relied on a feeding tube. Despite it all, he remained grateful.

After exhausting all surgical options, doctors suggested a face transplant, his last hope. The procedure, performed at the Mayo Clinic, was their most complex yet, replacing 85% of his face using the forehead, eyelids, nose, mouth, and jaws from a donor. Surgeons painstakingly reconnected tiny nerves to restore vital functions like blinking, eating, and even smiling.

After a nine-month wait, a donor became available, and in February, the transplant took place over two and a half days. A month later, Derek saw his new face for the first time, an emotional moment. His mother Lisa recalls how, for the first time in years, no one stared at him in public.

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