DURING the past six months I have had the opportunity of
doing some 80 to 100 plastic operations on the face. The
greater part of them were for scarred and lacerated eyelids
and shrunken sockets, but I had quite a number of deeply
scarred faces, and noses smashed as flat as I can imagine
trenches are after a bombardment. At the beginning, with
the exception of what I had learned in many years of
ophthalmic practice, I knew about as much of this branch of
surgery as the historic cow knew of the proverbial musket,
but I soon began to recognise the want of a material which
would make up deficiency of bone, fill up cavities, and level
up hideous depressed cicatrice.