Two days until surgery, and I hit the 125-pound weight loss mark. Unfortunately we have been taking a lot of, um, private pics of “the girls” and oh my goodness am I flabby! Now I have another reason for surgery to be over with – after 8 weeks I can start vigorous exercise. Whatever the heck that means to the plastic surgeon. Of course, after a 4-6 month period of inflating tissue expanders under my pectoralis major muscles, another surgery is required for the final implants and making all nicey (removing excess skin he plans to leave at this time). No matter, I plan to be using our indoor recumbent bike that has sat dormant for eons by next week (yeah, right) to get some activity ’cause I certainly won’t be able to do anything much with my arms.
Thanks to everyone for their very supportive comments and e-mails. They mean so much to me. I remain positive and scared sh!tless.
Anyway… Proof of weight loss and last pic of me with my natural boobs.
I cannot get the Melissa Etheridge song out of my head, I Run for Life, this verse in particular:
It’s a blur since they told me about it
How the darkness had taken its toll
And they cut into my skin and they cut into my body
But they will never get a piece of my soul
And now I’m still learning the lesson
To awake when I hear the call
And if you ask me why I am still running
I’ll tell you I run for us all