Friday, September 13, 2001

Journal Entry #1

Today I will be going to have my pre-operation check-up with Dr.Hoyer. I'm not nervous, even though they take three viles of blood from my arm (and I hate needles). Since I went to my pre-operation check-up last time with the same doctor, I know what to expect. First her nurse will weigh me (goody), take my blood pressure (I have really good blood pressure), and then the doctor will come in to see me. She will listen to my lungs, my heart beat, and basically ask me a few questions about how I'm feeling. Then she'll send me off to the lab to get the blood drawn. All the paperwork will be sent directly to the hospital where I'm having my surgery next Wendesday.

I'm a little anxious as Wednesday comes closer and closer. All this stuff on the news has me anxious too (the attack in New York/Washington, D.C.). I'm feeling a little worried that something might go wrong in the surgery and the result will be the end of my life. I mean how embarassing. "How'd Mary die?" The answer? She was getting rid of her huge boobs! Oh well, I've learned by now that if I'm going to die (regardless of the circumstances), there's not much I can do to prevent it.

I smoke about a pack a day right now of Marlboro Menthol Ultra Lights, I can't smoke the day of surgery. As a matter of fact, I shouldn't be smoking at all the entire week of surgery because there's this disease called FAT NUROSIS that smokers have a higher chance of getting after a breast reduction. Great another risk that I've put myself in. I know I have to quit twenty-four hours pre-surgery, and believe me -- I'm not planning on wanting a smoke after I wake up in pain. I won't even be able to sit up comfortably for a few weeks, so I doubt smoking will be a post-surgery luxery. That's a good thing though, I'm not bitching about it. I just dread the time I have to quit/cut-down because I'm suuuuuccccch a smoke-a-holic. I'm a maniac without my cigs, hell -- I'm a maniac with my cigs.

Well, that's all for now. I guess I'll update this on Tuesday after I go see my Plastic Surgeon for a "detailed" conversation of what the procedure entails. Besides, he's going to draw some lines on my boobies I think....wahoo Magic Marker fun!

Saturday, September 14, 2001

Journal Entry #2

Well you'd never guess what happened to me! Yesterday (as you know) I was supposed to see my doctor for my Pre-Op appointment/physical. Well, the appointment was at 2:45 p.m. in Superior (like twenty minutes from my house). So Jerry, Austin, and I left our house at 2:25, thinking we'd have plenty of time to get there. But as we got through the freeway tunnels near our home, traffic jam. It looks like local construction workers decided that Friday was a good day to do some roadwork, and despite a couple people jack hammering -- didn't look like they were doing crap anyhow. So traffic backed up baaaaaad. It took us 45 minutes to get to Superior which is like normally a twenty minute venture.

So I arrived at the hospital in Superior at 3:25, and I totally missed my appointment. I had to reschedule my pre-op appointment for Monday, September 16 at 2:30 p.m. The only thing that sucks about that is I work in Duluth until 2:00 p.m., so I actually have to leave work (on my last day here before surgery) at 1 p.m. Suck!

Anyhow, I am becoming more and more excited as my surgery approaches. I told my "step-mom" Sandy that her and Jerry need to take some pics of me in the hospital for this web page. She doesn't understand a dang thing about the 'net, so she was like, "God why would you want pics of that?" I tried explaining to her that I searched for info about personal stories regarding breast reductions on the 'net and found near nothing (minus the sites on my links page). So I explained about how I'm building a site to help others out there who are looking for personal stories, information, etc.

Needless to say, she agreed to take pictures of me in the hospital. I don't know if any of you wanna see pics of me in a bed during my hour of recovery, or pre-surgery with my I.V. in...but you know what? They're going to be up on the page just in case you're interested. Jerry arranged to be there with me and he's going to take some digital pictures with our camera, and I'm hoping they turn out. We have a new little camera it's called a Largan Chameleon, and it's cute and tiny.....but the batteries are juiced every use.

Sunday, September 15th, 2001

Journal Entry #3

Well ladies and gentleman, last night (Saturday), Jerry took Austin and I to Red Lobster to celebrate the up-and-coming departure of Mommy's big old boobs. We spent $90 total on three people, but money was no object (for once). I had two huge drinks, one being a Pina Colada (it was wonderful) and the other being a Kaluah Cappacino, which wasn't that great. Jerry was more expensive then I was, he ordered a $20 seafood plate.....and he ate it all! I couldn't believe it.

Anyhow, I quit smoking today. I had a total of nine smokes and told Jerry not to buy me any smokes between now and the surgery. I am completely out right now, and I'm totally craving one. I always have smoking habbits. I smoke when I'm online, I smoke when I have a pop, I smoke in the car, I smoke the first thing when I get up in the morning........ughhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

I smoke when I'm nervous, so being a little wound up about this surgery is making me more nervous and I can't smoke, go figure. Ironic. Well I also updated my Links page because I found a heck of a lot of other webpages out there, and decided I had to share them. I e-mailed all the ladies who they belong too, letting them know I am adding them to my links page.

For my last surgery I quit 24 hours in advance (smoking). It was a lot easier then this is. I might give in and smoke up until Tuesday at midnight, since I can smoke up to 24 hours before surgery....just not after the twenty-four hour mark. I may just walk to the gas station with Austin to go get some cigarettes. As long as I don't smoke Tuesday from 10 a.m until Wednesday, what's the big deal? God, I'm in hell........

Monday, September 17, 2001

Journal Entry #4

Well today I journed to Superior (Wisconsin) for my Pre-Op physical. You'd never believe what this MALE doctor was like. He asked me about birth control (for one thing), I told him I use condoms....he asked how often. Then he asked me about my personal life (below is a part of our conversation):

"So you have one child?" -Doctor

"Yes, just one." -Me

"And are you single, married, divorced....?" -Doctor

"Engaged." -Me

"So you're still with the babies father (writting this down)?" -Doctor

"Yes." -Me

Then the guy asks me why I'm getting the breast reduction. I'm like, what the hell, I'm here to get my blood checked, have my heart listened too, and to make sure my lungs are working well....what's with 101 questions? But I just shut up and answered his stupid questions. Then he actually said (and I'm quoting), "Don't worry we're not going to examine your private parts." WHAT THE HELL? What kind of doctor would say that to a young woman? I'm like thinking, I know this is just a routine physical so there's no need for you to see my who-who, you pervert.

So that was the extent of the actual visit with the porno doctor from hell, thank God I have a female physician normally. What a pervert he was. Anyhow, then I go and get my blood tested for anemia, and they also gave me a urine test to make sure I'm not pregnant (since he asked me what kind of birth control I use, and then how frequently). Believe me, no way I'm pregnant. I don't even have sex on a regular basis, much less NOT use protection. I may be blonde, but I'm not dumb.

So they took my blood, my urine, and I just walked around numbed by the pervert who has a degree......that's pretty much the extent of my Pre-Op Physical. It didn't hurt, I wasn't worried, I was in and out of the office within half hour......it went well. Damn, I think I need to shower, that Doctor made me feel dirty.