Shit just got real.

Remember when I wrote about my loose skin, and how I choose to see the positives in it rather than the negatives? I do still feel that way (honest), but I think it’s about that time to shed my winter coat. The idea was somehow implanted in my brain after a discussion with a friend a few weeks ago, and it has since been all I can think about.

Photo Jul 19, 4 07 41 PMFor me, surgery has never been a matter of “if,” but “when,” and “how much?” Don’t get me wrong; I’m not so loaded that I can recklessly drop $xx,xxx without seriously going into debt (especially after all my dental bills this year…UGH!!!), but with a few short-term sacrifices and perhaps selling a bunch of my unused valuables, I can make it work.

Over the last couple weeks I’ve spoken to a handful of docs and they all gave me their spiel. You see, I live in LA, just over the hill from Beverly Hills. Literally all the surgeons I spoke to were on some kind of reality show. All of them have the proper credentials and certifications, have done thousands of tummy tucks, so on and so forth. But I wasn’t blown away until I met with a surgeon on Monday that came from a word-of-mouth recommendation. The doctor and I had a free-flowing half-hour long conversation with a lot of questions and answers. Questions like:

  • Where do you perform surgery?
  • Would I go home the same night?
  • What is the typical recovery period and how much help do I need?
  • When can I go back to work? To exercising?
  • Explain the whole drains thing. They seem gross.
  • May I speak with a couple patients of yours that have had a similar procedure done?
  • What sort of post-op care would I receive?

There are other no-shit-Sherlock questions you should ask any surgeon, like whether they’re board certified, how many years have they been practicing, etc. I will go over EVERYTHING in great detail (you know how I roll) in future plastic surgery posts.

Later, it was time for the exam. I did not take into account how weird it would be having a perfect stranger squeezing and folding and pulling and tugging at my parts, but the doctor (and nurse) made me feel as comfortable as possible. By the end of the exam, I was not only convinced I needed an abdominoplasty (tummy tuck), but I was now also in the market for a mastopexy (breast lift), and brachioplasty (arm lift). The arm lift was always on a secondary wish list, but I never thought the breast lift was possible without implants. Turns out it is; not sure where I got that info from but I’m glad I was wrong.

I got dressed and sat down with the patient coordinator to discuss pricing, protocol, and timing. I went into this only budgeting for a tummy tuck, but all things considered, I’d be stupid not to do the arm lift and breast lift at the same time. Everything seemed great and wonderful, so I told her I’d be calling previous patients for their testimonials, and that I would make a decision within a couple days. The quote I received would be honored for three months, so if I were to move forward, I’d have a surgery date in late October. (That meant no more Rock’n’Roll LA, but more on that later).

The patient that I spoke to was in a very similar situation as mine. She lost 135+ pounds through diet and exercise, is very active, a healthy eater, and had almost the exact procedure I was in the market for. Tummy tuck, arm lift, and breast lift, except she also had implants. She had her surgery on a Friday, and was up and about by Saturday. She gave the doc a glowing review, and while I know everyone recovers differently, I was heavily swayed by her positive and recent experience.

The moment I hung up the phone with her, I called the office and booked a date for some time in October. Except the patient coordinator is gooooood, and enticed me with a hefty discount if I scheduled it sooner. A quick scan of my calendar told me I was as free and clear as I’d ever be of any major appointments, so I paid my deposit and saved my date. How much sooner you ask?

In three weeks.

Dude. THREE MOTHALOVIN WEEKS.

Hey did you hear? THREE FUCKING WEEKS.

Three weeks.

Boy-that-escalated-quickly

But you know what? The timing is perfect. I couldn’t ask for a better boss/company to work for who realizes how important this is to me and is letting me take the time off. I have amazing friends and family that are offering up their help in any way they can. It’s a time of year with not a lot of major things going on, so I have time to relax and recover. And honestly? Waiting three months to “complete me” is way too long.

Nearly everyone will tell you that you should be at your goal weight before having this surgery, so am I saying that my goal weight is 147 or whatever? No, I’m not. But what I am saying is that 127 may never be a number that I’ll reach, and I am really and truly fine with that. Us weight losers spend so much time obsessing over chasing a certain number that we rarely stop and think:

  • Does my doctor sign off on my health? (cholesterol, blood pressure, etc.) – YES
  • Is my body fat percentage normal? – YES
  • Am I happy with my overall shape and size? – YES
  • Will I continue to work on my health no matter what I weigh? – YES
  • Do I get all the BBH I want? – YES

That is why I am doing this now and no longer waiting. It hasn’t quite settled in yet that in a month’s time I’ll be…NORMAL, so I apologize if this post is all over the place. I was just so excited and wanted to share the news. Lots, and lots, and LOTS of detailed posts to come, including how this affects my half marathon training, workouts in general, what the heck I’m gonna do with Bow and Sioux while I’m recovering, EVERYTHING.

Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to go find my “Slutty Occupation” Halloween costume.

12 thoughts on “Shit just got real.

  1. Rachel
    July 23, 2013 at 7:05 PM

    Good for you for doing the research and planning and going forward to do something that means a lot to you! You’re not looking for someone to do the hard work for you – you’ve done that. Enjoy this! 🙂

  2. July 23, 2013 at 7:33 PM

    Ahhh! I’m so excited for you! I can’t wait to hear all the details.

  3. July 24, 2013 at 12:34 AM

    Amazing! So excited for you!!!!!!

  4. Frannie
    July 24, 2013 at 9:09 AM

    That is awesome! I agree with Rachel- you totally deserve this. I hope you recover quickly and with minimal pain!

  5. Chris Ash
    July 24, 2013 at 10:15 AM

    holy moly this is huge!

  6. Brenna
    July 24, 2013 at 3:33 PM

    I just found your site through your WW Success Story and OMG how exciting is your surgery news! Congratulations on all of your success.

  7. Deb
    July 24, 2013 at 7:01 PM

    How exciting is that? Mamas better lock up their sons after this!

  8. Mae
    July 24, 2013 at 7:51 PM

    Thanks all! Never thought I’d be excited to go under the knife!

  9. July 24, 2013 at 9:21 PM

    So excited for you!! When the time comes that I’ve shed all (or most) of my excess weight, you’ll have to share the name of your doctor with me. 🙂

    1. Mae
      July 27, 2013 at 8:40 AM

      Absolutely! Seriously can’t throw a rock without hitting 5 qualified surgeons in Beverly Hills though. 😀

  10. July 26, 2013 at 6:20 AM

    Not going to lie, I totally cried reading this post. I’m so happy for you Mae! This excess skin shit sucks and I can’t wait to have mine gone too.

    I’m glad you’re documenting it so I know what I’m getting myself into when the time comes.

    1. Mae
      July 27, 2013 at 8:41 AM

      Oh Brooke! This should be and WILL be you whenever you can make it happen. And I’ll probably cry some dry dead-inside robot tears for you when your date comes as well.