Just went to the hospital to have a scar on my foot lasered (I have keloid scarring, had mole removed just over a year ago). I asked the surgeon about a little mole on my arm (I have hundreds of them all over me, but this one looked a bit odd), and he said it needed to come off immediately. Ugh, not quite what I was planning to do on a Friday evening. Anyway...I spoke to him about the lapband surgery and the scarring I can expect. I have heard a lap band can be put in with only one incision, but generally they do three (am I right here?). Sounds like I'll need steroid and laser treatment on those scars. Bit rubbish - steroids are not hugely helpful for weightloss.
I damn well hope this picture is fake.
(Hilariously the surgeon - who does a mixture of dermatology/plastics - told me he has just bought a laser lipo machine...not quite sure he was suggesting it might be something I would want to try, but I cut him off before he could start, laughed a lot, and said he shouldn't waste his breath - errr, hello!!!)
So quite a few of my friends know about the lapband thing now (and may be reading this...hiya...). The more people I speak to, the less embarrassed I feel - although for various reasons I'm just not mentioning it at work. (I need people talking about my legal skills, not elective surgeries.) The hardest thing at the moment isn't telling people, it's the waiting. I'm not the most patient of people, at the best of times and I'm getting bored of waiting for a date. Apparently I need to call again in two weeks' time, although it now sounds like the surgery will be in January/February (depending on how many surgeons are available). I'm bored of writing about the whole waiting thing, and I bet you're bored of reading about this stuff. Want to get on with the whole process. Bet you guys in the US don't have to wait (although in all fairness, unless your insurance pays, am guessing you have to pay for the privilege).
If I don't write for a little while, it's not because I've given up, it's just that I have no news. If only my love life wasn't such a barren wasteland, I'd write about that instead to amuse you a little. La proxima vez...