April 27th, 2005 - Gah, sorry I've been really lousy with updating. I guess it happens to everyone. It seems like you get so busy after having this surgery because you want to go go go all the time.
So let's see, I'm wearing a strictly size 18. Stretchy or not. I can shop in the juniors dept at most stores. How exciting is that?! I can also wear a size 16 skirt. I haven't seen 16 in ANYTHING I don't think ever, and if I did it was so long ago I don't remember.
Food wise, I can eat anything in small portions except milk and ice cream. Sometimes things with too much sugar can bother me but it's not often which is a bad thing. I never thought I'd be unable to eat cereal because I was so good with milk before. It's kind of sad. But I think I drank enough milk as a kid that I shouldn't get osteoporosis.
My enegery level is through the roof right now! I love going all day long and not sitting down till dinner. I'm definitely a shop till you dropper now! I like taking the stairs instead of the elevator and parking in a spot far away from the store and WALKING just because I can. Sometimes I even just want to take off and run because I can. I even started going to the gym this month. I can do the epliptical machine, the treadmill and the bike for half hours now! I never thought that would be possible. The only thing I couldn't do was the stair master. I died on that contraption in about 6 minutes! I thought I was going to have a heart attack on that damn thing because my chest started to hurt and my heart was beating really fast so I had to stop.
Overall everything is great. I'm definitely getting more attention from guys now. I've started to look people in the eye and smile instead of always looking at the ground and being self-conscience. I'm not afraid to walk up to people and say hi now because I'm overweight. Not to sound conceited but with my clothes on, I know I look good. Without clothes, not so good. I've lost my 44DD boobies and I'm now into a 38D Long. Haha! I could probably fly away if I flapped my arms hard enough and my thighs can clap a beat to a song. But it's really not that bad. I know I'm not going to be playboy model anytime soon so I really could care less! I only dump on milk and ice cream, which isn't bad. I don't need ice cream anyway. I'm wearing the smallest size clothes I've ever worn since high school which was back in '99. My enegery has skyrocket and I don't regret having the surgery one bit. My scar is kind of funky looking still but I'm hoping one day it might flatten out. Mine keloided a little in spots but don't let that scare you. One day I'll post a picture of it.
