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Tuesday, October 03, 2006 I recieved the best news yesterday afternoon. I met with a plastic surgeon about 5-6 months ago to talk about having the procedures done that I need. He at that time told me I needed to be at 150 minimum before they would preform the surgery. At that time it didn't sound like such a problem However since then I have hit a major platue. There was no explaination as to why I hit it. I didn't consume enough calories to warrant it, and I exercised enough to at least be loosing slowly. So then came the tests!! Found out I have insulin intollerance and now I'm being treated with metformin. It's nice to finally know what's going on with me and have a solution. However that is not the good news.Yesterday I met with Dr. Bradley Mudge in Newport Beach. I was extremely nervous that I was going to get the same answer from him as I did the previous plastic surgeon. Emotionally though the skin I have is taking a toll on me. If I move around in bed I can hear my thighs hit my stomach, or my arms hit my chest. I feel I look deformed, and feel rather gross and unattractive. So upon talking to him, he agreed that I needed an arm lift and then told me that he wanted to get a better look at me. I disrobed (luckily my mom was there) after he left the room. He came back and took a look....talk about mortifying! Not only that but the poor man was trying to be so polite even though he was shocked at the ammount of skin. The first words out of his mouth was this has to be removed, and soon. Otherwise it's going to start to cause other problems. Then he said, there's such a small frame under here I don't understand why the other doctor told you to loose more weight. Then I got to inform him that the other doctor never asked to examine me without close....and it happened to be that I was wearing a body suit when I went to visit him so it helped smooth me out quite a bit. So now I'm schedualed for surgery for a tummy tuck and arm lift on December 19th at 8am and a breast lift on February 1st. I am waiting until June for the first of two proceedures for my thighs. Needless to say I'm still pretty speechless and unbelieveably happy about everything. Last night I broke down and cried (while M was alseep) about my grandmother. I miss her terribly and I find myself wishing she could see me. I know it's going to get harder and harder as it gets closer to the wedding. |