"One cannot look to someone else's words for self improvement. One must look inside. Only we ourselves can know what we are lacking and how to fix it. If we look deep enough we will find our own answers. We may not like them, but we own them. No book, psychologist or other human being can know us like we know ourselves. We must indeed be true to ourselves." - Cosmicrayola

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Ok, So I told you that my surgery has been sent forward to October 9th. But I did't tell you how the visit went. This was too weird. I talked to the doctor fully clothed. After we went through the resceduling and all that garbage, we got into the real "meat" of the visit. Dr. Make-my-chest-bootiful-again told me to put on a robe and he wanted to look at my dhest and explain what he was going to do Ok, I am ok with that. I put on the robe and he takes me into another room. I felt like I was about to audition for "Deep throat" He askes me to open the robe and he uses a pen to map out what he is going to do. The tip wasn't out. He said he wasn't going to draw on me and proceedeed to tap where he was going to make the incisions. He described the end result as looking like a lazy "w". Well, that's cool. Better a lazy "w" than a lazy "Z". Then this is where it got weird. He asked if he could take pictures to take into the operating room. He had a big black backdrop on the wall with a tape measuring where to stand on the carpet. He told me to stand on the line and open my gown. I couldn't resist. As I opened the gown and flashed him, I came out with my first thought and said,

"I feel like I am in the middle of a class "B" porno flick."

He answered, "There would be something missing"

My response, "I have no problem with this except that I always thought being in a porno flick would be a whole lot more fun."

Unfortunatly, I got to see the pics. Man, do I have to lose weight.

The other thing that bothers me just a tad is that this Doctor has done numerous tummy tucks, breast implants, breast reduction and facelifts but he has never come across a patient that wants surgery to stay breastless. Hmmmm. Should I worry? He is an excellant plastic surgeon. He has the fingers of Betsey Ross. It seems as though my previous surgery left little to work with as far as tissue so he will have to pull my belly up quite a bit to do the job correctly. Man, this is sounding more painful by the minute. I now have 12 days to dwell on it. Sucks to be me.

Later...

Later,
Cosmic