I run, I strength train, I practice yoga, I cycle, I eat clean and I enjoy wine time. I underwent brachioplasty (upper arm lift) and upper, outer thigh liposuction on 22/09/15. Lover of humor; the good, the bad and the dirty kind. Was able to finally get my weight under control and I'm half my size from my highest weight. In my 3rd year of maintenance. First Nation Canadian. My son is my heart. This is my life in selfies...
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Wednesday, September 23, 2015
The post about an upper arm lift and liposuction...
Meanwhile, Monday and Tuesday on Instagram...
It wasn't an easy night. Nerves are beginning to get the best of me and I had a very restless sleep. I was tossing and turning till 3 am then slept till 6:40 am. Missed my run and was 1/2 an hour late for a unit meeting. Today is already off to a sucky start. And now I have to do a team building exercise. My favorite:-( Happy Monday everyone...
Today's last word comes with my boy. I was busy today and preoccupied with thoughts of my surgery. I spent the day working and the evening with my dad. I've not been on Instagram all day. So I'm completely out of the loop with you all. I'd be a lying liar who lies if I said that I wasn't anxious about tomorrow. But it's the uncertainty that makes me nervous. Being put under with the risk of not waking up. A very small risk, but a risk all the same. Anyway, enough with the morbid.
Tomorrow at this time I'll have new arms. I must weigh myself first thing in the morning to see if there's a difference. Just out of curiosity. And I will take before and after photos to share. I signed a release so Dr. Patterson could use my images on his website. If it will help others, why not?
I had a visit with my dad today. I brought him to the eye doctor and he's being referred to a specialist. His diminishing eye sight is not correctable with glasses. Not the news I wanted to hear but the optometrist wants a specialist to see him to determine if there's anything he can do. I played down the seriousness of it so my dad won't worry.
We had a ton of laughs. My dad has no filter. We went to Swiss Chalet for dinner and the hostess said, "Hi there. Table for two?" My dad replies, "I wish I was high". Nervous laughter ensued. Then while we're eating my dad says about the man sitting across from us, "He's looking at you". So I shush him and my dad looks at the man and says, "My daughter is beautiful". The man says, "Um, okay". Awkward silence ensued. He made me laugh a whole lot tonight and hugged me extra hard when I left. It was just what I needed...
Well it Is #transformationtuesday and this is the best I can do. I'm uncomfortable but it's not horrible. My thighs have fared slightly worse. It's messy down there. Seeing my arms, even like this made me burst into tears. I can't believe how small they are. I arrived at Dr Patterson's office for 7am. The staff there was just amazing. So incredibly kind and compassionate. Made me feel right at ease. Dr Patterson took photos of me, then marked his pattern on me. It looked like a sewing pattern.
The only hiccup was that they wanted to put the IV in my foot because my arms were being done and the location would have been easier. After 3 tries, no dice. And just for the record? Trying to tap a vein in the foot fecken hurts! So they ended up having to do my hand. My anesthesiologist and OR nurse were awesome. He talked to me the whole time about Julien and she held my hand and rubbed my wrist while I fell asleep.
I'm wearing a compression garment on my lower half and there's a lot of oozing happening. Real yucky stuff. I'm back in Dr Patterson's office tomorrow morning at 10:30 am. Can't do anything but take my narcotics and sleep. It seems so strange to have such a huge part of me missing. Just like that! Thank you everyone for your wonderful messages and well wishes. I've the most awesome followers and friends ever. Likely my only post today. I'm surprisingly weary. Pain killers are kicking in...
