Now 50 and Wanting to Bring Sexy Back

Hey my RS sista's and Imath, Sorry I have been MIA for a while, but I'm finally back to give my 2 yr update, one month late. After reading one of my older post, I can tell you that I'm no longer eating clean and healthy. I've moved back to Texas, the land of food, food, heat and food. I'm convinced that Chick fila and Chipotle are evil workers of the devil. It's not normal that anyone can eat there every day and never get tired of it. Just evil.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I'm blaming the devil foods on my persistent bloated stomach, constipation and back fat. I've always said that if I were to ever move back to Texas that I would have sx again. Well, I've decided against it. Not only because my husband told me hell no, but I saw a post sx victim walking around in Kohl's looking like a star in The Walking Dead. No, I didn't ask her if she had sx, but you know you know the walk when you see it. She was hunched over leaning on the basket for support, slides her feet as if she was practicing for the ice skating event in the olympics and through her baggy pants, I saw her drains dangling between her legs like a mans 80 yr old balls. Poor thing, just awful. That memory was enough for me.

I figured that she much have had a 30 % off coupon or something that made her come out in that condition. But hey, I'm not the one to judge, I know how it is to be stir crazy after sx and to miss a sale on top of that would be just devastating.

Okay, enough about the ice skater Zombie in Kohl's with the hanging balls, back to my update.

I'm still glad that I had my TT, and yes, I would do it all over again. Not with the same PS, but I must agree, he made improvements. I got 80% of what I was mentally expecting. Yes, I realize that I will never be that bad [RS bleep] on the beach. But then again, I will be 52 soon and I guess I shouldn't be that bad [RS bleep] with a ironing board stomach and flabby arms and legs. Don't act like you haven't seen her. You know she's one the over confident one on a cruise ship walking around with big tight boobs, flat stomach and saggy arms, knees, neck and ass. But hey, you know me, I'm not the one to judge.

Anyway, I still suffer with constipation, can I tell you it's the devil's food. How can waffle fries taste that good, anyway? I have found that magnesium tablets are the only thing that keeps my pipes open. I don't take them everyday, but only when I really need a good poop. You know that really good poop you need so bad that you have to get out of your clothes and turn off all the lights in the bathroom? Yes, that's the one. Well, the magnesium tablets does the trick. Warning, they are not for everybody, but it will help with bloating and constipation. I warn you because some of you may have a loose booty. That's the kind of booty that can't hold in a fart. If that's you, don't take magnesium. I don't want you sending me hate mail because you passed gas at work and they had to evaluate the building. Yes, the smell of the farts can be really bad. I think the magnesium tablets must reach all the way up your colon or something to pull down all the old stale poop first. Anyway, I don't understand how it works, but it works for me.

No real changes in my body since 8 months. My belly button still looks like a bullet hole, but the color has gotten lighter around the edges. Never got that six pack and flanks still fat.

Although, I have not been eating healthy, I really hadn't gained weight (thanks mom and dad for good genes) but managed to maintain that dreaded fat on my flanks that Mr.- Dr.- Certified PS didn't suck all out in the first place. However, I do stay pretty active playing tennis and going to U-Jam dance classes once a week.

Well, that wraps up my 2 yr and 1 month update. If you are debating if you should have a TT, do it if it will make you happy, just make sure that you do your research first and choose your PS carefully. Or if you are like the Zombie ice skating humped over at home post sx, don't worry, it will be better.

Fifty-two weeks, 365 days, 1 year post is finally here, so now what? This day signifies the finale of results, but honestly I hadnt seen much change with my results since 4 months post.
Am I glad that I had my TT, hell yeah. Would I do it again, hell yeah.
Still not happy with my belly button (size and dark color), but I have consulted with several doctors who advised me to leave it alone which I agree. I would have to jump off a small building if I were to have a belly button revision and end up with it looking worse.

I wish that my stomach was flatter but I do not have loose skin for it to be pulled tighter. My diet and pooping contributes to the fluctuation of its fulleness/flatness. Plus, if I were 10-20 years younger I'm sure my results would be different. However, I still think I am a pretty hot chick for a 50 yr old.

Now what? No more milestone future dates to look towards. Maybe I would schedule appointment for more lipo on flanks. Just not ready to kick the plastic surgery addiction yet.

Since 4 months post, I was dealing with the dreaded beer gut, 9 months pregnant, I can’t believe I had a tummy tuck and still look like this- look. At first, I thought it was swell hell, but how in the hell could I still be swollen everyday was puzzling to me. I had resulted back to wearing my control garment in order to help suck me in and hold me tight, so I could look like I had a tummy tuck. I wanted to have a burial ceremony for those garments and vow to never see them again, however I found myself pulling them out and even worse wrapping myself in that sexy white post operative binder.

The lack of final gratification I sought as each month passed had begun to take a toll on me. For sure, at the magical 6 month post mark, I thought I would get it, but it too past as well as months 7th and 8th. In order to maintain some since of sanity, I had to take time away from the RS site. I was like a crack addict running around from place to place trying to find that high and wanting, No needing my Whaola moment. I research more PS after my SX than I have done previous. I felt like I had traded one obsession for another. I had become consumed with how others looked, until it blinded me from my own results, so I put myself in RS rehab. I felt cheated and robbed because I didn’t look like that “bad [RS bleep]” at the beach with a small waist and tight abs, I know you have seen her.

It seemed like no matter what I ate or how much I ate, my stomach would bloat and swell lasting weeks at a time. I would be lucky if I had 3 days out of the month with a flat stomach, well at least semi-flat one anyway. I had convinced myself that my MR had come undone or wasn’t done at all, so I went for a second opinion to a PS in Houston. To my surprise, it was confirmed that my TT was not only done well, but also my MR was still intact. Relieved, but this was definitely not what I wanted to hear. So, the new PS suggested that I commit to doing hard-core exercises. Say, what? Didn’t he realize that I had paid $14,000 so I would NEVER-EVER have to do another sit up again? But hey, I have nothing but respect for him because he could have easily lied to me and taken my money. So, that weekend I ate like a pig. Since I was in Texas it didn’t make sense to leave without having fajitas, fried seafood and barbeque. Anyway, when I returned home I joined a fitness class that offered body sculpting and it’s no joke. I also started eating clean; no dairy, no wheat, gluten free, no sodas.

After all of this, I’m now 9 months post and finally starting to see the results I always wanted. I’m still going to my fitness classes 3 times a week, I’m now on a beginner’s tennis league and play at least 2 times a week and I ate clean religiously for 4 weeks, which really controlled my bloating. I’m still clean eating conscience, but I had a breakdown last weekend, so I have to repent and get back focused.

So, today I decided to go back and look at my own pictures and only compare myself. I am astonished and grateful for my results. I didn’t realize that I actually had a beer gut before. So you ask is everything now happily ever after? Hell no, in September, I’m having more lipo on my posterior flanks ( just certain places working out can’t help) and dog ear repaired. I’ve decided to leave my “oh no Mr. Bill belly button alone. I’ve gotten use to seeing him plus I don’t want to take a chance on making things worse. So, the bottom line is that TT surgery is not a fix all. Sometimes, we may find that we have to fix ourselves in the inside in order to see the results we want on the outside.