My Plastic surgery happens tomorrow morning!!

Here I am, after weighing over 310 pounds for many years (I'm 5'1" tall) and I had RNY WLS a little over 2 years ago, and I lost 125 pounds total, I'm finally ready to have my hanging tummy removed (or at least, lifted). I’m also scheduled for a breast lift, because they droop too much from both excess weight and my age (I’m 52 years old).

OK, I realize that I'm not at an ideal weight (I currently weigh 190), but I've lost a lot of weight and I'm really ready for this. Plus, the surgeon I have chosen has done tummy tucks on other patients as heavy as me, and had good results. Actually, he specializes in working on people who have lost over 100 pounds, mostly WLS patients.

My husband just finished taking [nude] pictures of me for my own set of "before" pictures, and UGH!! I can see how much I hate the look of my stretched out body. I am doing this mostly because I hate the FEEL of my stretched out body, especially the way my tummy hangs halfway to my knees.

NO--I will not post any of these nude pictures in my blog, but I will take some good shots with form fitting clothes after I recover and post those in the blog.

I'm supposed to show up at the Plastic Surgery Center (in Sacramento, California) tomorrow morning at 6:30 am; surgery is scheduled to start at 7:30. They say that surgery cannot take any longer than 6 hours, and then they will keep me in their recovery for a few hours before sending me home with hubby.

Doctor told me that he may have to take the full amount of time to do just my tummy and he might not be able to do my breast lift too. But as far as I'm concerned, my tummy is my first priority. If that happens, I plan to go back and have the breast lift sometime later.

I’m a little scared, but mostly excited. I’m fearing the worse (complications that will send me to the regular hospital) but I feel that if I fear the worse, the best will happen (I will just go home and heal as I should).

I am not frightened by the pain . . . I do tend to manage pain pretty well, and I know there are the drugs (Vicodin) of course! And my dear husband will be around to help me through this too. (He will be a great source of comfort and strength.)

Well, that’s enough of a post for now. I’ll post again after I recover enough to come back upstairs (in my house, to my computer) and sit at the computer to type an update.

---Sandi H. in Citrus Heights, California