The first face transplant lady’s dog tried to revive her from her drug suicide attempt by chewing off her face???
What?

I like how this person “sums it up”.
So apparently,
Face transplant patient may have troubles
PARIS, June 25 (UPI) — Isabelle Dinoire, the French woman who a year ago was attacked by her Labrador and subsequently received a face transplant, may be living a troubled life.
About a year after Dinoire, 38, underwent the historic surgery, she has shocked friends and family by buying another dog, the Daily Mail reported. Some hailed it as a miracle, but the Mail reports that her friends are worried about her irrational behavior.
Friends also said Dinoire spends nearly all her time in her flat smoking up to 80 cigarettes a day. The paper said she takes pills by the handful and obsessively checks her skin for infections that could result in her losing her transplanted face.
Dinoire has said she is haunted by images of Maryline Saint-Aubert, the 46-year-old suicide victim whose face was used in the transplant.
“There isn’t a moment that goes by when I don’t think about Maryline and her family but I can’t bear to look at her features,” she has said. “I have removed all the mirrors from my home and try to avoid reflections wherever I go. I just don’t want to look at myself. It is too harrowing.”
Gee, you don’t say…
Another article I found here had the following:
The woman who had the world’s first face transplant after being savaged by her pet labrador relaxes – by walking her new dog…
French factory worker Isabelle Dinoire, looks happy as she strolls in a park with the lively cocker spaniel.
The single mum had been attacked by her beloved labrador Tania in June last year after blacking out.
It is thought it was trying to wake her – but in doing so ripped off most of her facial features, including her nose, lips and chin. Isabelle, from Valenciennes, had to wait four months for a suitable donor.
Since the partial transplant – which took 15 hours – she has regained feeling in parts of her face and can eat and talk.
Describing the day she was injured in June 2005, Isabelle said: “When I came to, there was blood on the ground and I tried to get up – but I couldn’t manage.
“I wasn’t aware how bad I was, only that I had blood on my arms. I tried to light a cigarette but never got it to light.”