Being unemployed rocks.
I went to palm springs by myself this week. My mom had booked a room but ended up moving this week so I took it for 2 nights. I had so much fun. I brought a bunch of books (I started my journey to read the encyclopedia, even if I did have to start with a 1978 version and the letter "I") and my computer and Buffy and had a blast. I went to the casinos a bit and won a bunch of money which i promptly lost. It's all good though. I came home with cash in hand. If you have never taken a vacation alone, I highly recommend it. I sat by the pool, swam, relaxed and just had some alone time. I was surprised how much i enjoyed it. And it was gorgeous in the desert. I was actually in La Quinta, at the La Quinta Resort. It butts up right against the mountains there and it was just gorgeous. Blue blue blue skies and red rock mountains. I didn't get any pics, sorry. But I am definitely gonna try to go again. It was beautiful.
My plastic surgery consult went great. My doctor was amazing. His name is Jay Orringer and he was my next door neighbor a million years ago. The second we started the exam, he opened my gown and just said "Yeah, this needed to be done yesterday." So he agreed I need to have surgery - it's not my imagination. He was really enthusiastic and took a ton of time checking me out and everything. It was a little odd being poked and prodded and stared at. He kept lifting skin and moving it around and squeezing bits and stuff. He measured me with calipers and weird devices. It was really odd standing there having someone look at all the bits of me that I am so disgusted with but knowing he would fix them helped.
Basically the plan is this: Lower Body Lift as soon as we can schedule it. I have to wait to hear if insurance will cover any of it and I also have to quit smoking for 4 weeks. I need to do that soon. A minimum of 3 months after that, he will do a breast lift and inner thigh lift. He is not going to do any implants, which I am very glad about. It will just be a lift. He is going to take tissue from my side, like next to my boob, and fold it in on itself to create fullness in my upper breast area. I should end up the same size as now, just in the right places and stuff. Inner thigh lift is pretty straightforward. Originally he vetoed doing my arms - the scars are really bad and almost never worth it. After he looked at mine, though, he agreed it was necessary. I don't just have saggy skin, I have wrinkled, dimpled, elephant skin on my arms. I hate it. I was willing to live with it if he really thought i should but my arms are really bad. So my arm surgery will be last in line, somewhere down the road. I am so excited about all fo this though.
Now for the scary part - the price. I had been looking at nationwide averages for ths stuff and figured it would be about $40k for everything. Not so much. The lower body lift is $22k alone. The breasts and thighs are $29k and I don't know what the arms will cost. Basically, this is my house. I am building my future in my body rather than property. I have thought about it a lot and I am ok with that. I am more than ok. I have been through so much to get to this point. I have worked damn hard and been through a lot - emotionally, mentally and obviously physically. I want this. I want to complete this process. This will make it real. This will make it all worth it. This will make my body complete. I can't run, I can't wear clothes that really fit me, I can't see the results of what I worked so hard to accomplish and that is demotivating. I want to see what is under all this skin. I want to be who I can be. Dr. Orringer couldn't stress enough how much this would change my life. I am so excited.
Other than that stuff, life is good. The apartment is coming together. Lesl was n town and she helped us do so much. I am really excited about this place. Moll and I have had fun and been doing well together. This seems like it is gonna work out great.
:)
My plastic surgery consult went great. My doctor was amazing. His name is Jay Orringer and he was my next door neighbor a million years ago. The second we started the exam, he opened my gown and just said "Yeah, this needed to be done yesterday." So he agreed I need to have surgery - it's not my imagination. He was really enthusiastic and took a ton of time checking me out and everything. It was a little odd being poked and prodded and stared at. He kept lifting skin and moving it around and squeezing bits and stuff. He measured me with calipers and weird devices. It was really odd standing there having someone look at all the bits of me that I am so disgusted with but knowing he would fix them helped.
Basically the plan is this: Lower Body Lift as soon as we can schedule it. I have to wait to hear if insurance will cover any of it and I also have to quit smoking for 4 weeks. I need to do that soon. A minimum of 3 months after that, he will do a breast lift and inner thigh lift. He is not going to do any implants, which I am very glad about. It will just be a lift. He is going to take tissue from my side, like next to my boob, and fold it in on itself to create fullness in my upper breast area. I should end up the same size as now, just in the right places and stuff. Inner thigh lift is pretty straightforward. Originally he vetoed doing my arms - the scars are really bad and almost never worth it. After he looked at mine, though, he agreed it was necessary. I don't just have saggy skin, I have wrinkled, dimpled, elephant skin on my arms. I hate it. I was willing to live with it if he really thought i should but my arms are really bad. So my arm surgery will be last in line, somewhere down the road. I am so excited about all fo this though.
Now for the scary part - the price. I had been looking at nationwide averages for ths stuff and figured it would be about $40k for everything. Not so much. The lower body lift is $22k alone. The breasts and thighs are $29k and I don't know what the arms will cost. Basically, this is my house. I am building my future in my body rather than property. I have thought about it a lot and I am ok with that. I am more than ok. I have been through so much to get to this point. I have worked damn hard and been through a lot - emotionally, mentally and obviously physically. I want this. I want to complete this process. This will make it real. This will make it all worth it. This will make my body complete. I can't run, I can't wear clothes that really fit me, I can't see the results of what I worked so hard to accomplish and that is demotivating. I want to see what is under all this skin. I want to be who I can be. Dr. Orringer couldn't stress enough how much this would change my life. I am so excited.
Other than that stuff, life is good. The apartment is coming together. Lesl was n town and she helped us do so much. I am really excited about this place. Moll and I have had fun and been doing well together. This seems like it is gonna work out great.
:)
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