My good heavens, I need a stylist! A picture of me after regaining consciousness, post surgery.
My implant scar, with a blue line showing how it’s in the shape of the guy on handicapped parking signs. I thanked my surgeon for giving me a scar that fits my career in disability studies!
Sign my co-workers in disability studies posted on my door – saying ‘Which cyborg do you feel like today?” and my face photo-shopped onto the bionic woman, the borg queen, and the terminator. After all, I’m now a machine-human hybrid.
Me as the bionic woman, courtesy of the artistic talents of Rachael Zubal-Ruggieri at Syracuse University. I put this picture on my office door. I make a nice-looking 1970’s blonde, I think.
Me at my first mapping session where I got the external processor – you can see how the audiologist has attached a grey piece where the battery usually goes. That connects to a laptop with wires, so they can adjust how the implant processes sound.
Picture of me wearing the external part of the implant that isn’t surgically implanted in my head – the processor with a microphone hanging over the center of my ear, and a wire going to the round magnet, which is hidden by my hair.