dr Niamtu convinced me to get a browlift wich I did not needed.

Every scar on my body can tell a long and sad story. And you might think that I was fighting in Afghanistan. No I own my scars as "gifts" from when I was a child. With all those scars I've never felt ugly. I just got old. I'm 43. I worked so hard and that was showing in my expressions. Little by little lines were intersecting along my face creating scary , unattractive face, unrecognizable to me. I used a lot of make-up to cover imperfections but I do actually look older with all that powder on. I don't even remember when I transition from that cute face to this bitchy expresions. I'm asked by family just everyday "what it is wrong?" what? I'm soooo ok. No, you look upset, mom. How can I convince my son that my face expression has nothing to do with how I feel? So I decided is time to change this face. I went online . I love and trust the doctors that have reviews here on Real Self. Still when I came across Dr Niamtu picture, I said that's him, my surgeon!!!!!! I started to read his blogs, watched all his videos and ..... I was sold. The next day I locked my surgery day . I spoke with Ginger. She's an angel. I could not believe how easy is to communicate to her. I think most doctors don't realize how much business they loose hiring the wrong personal. Dr Niamtu got an army of sweet, beautiful, experienced girls. Pam, Alicia, Rachael, all of them. They make feel cared . If you'll ever have the privilege to be operate by Dr Niamtu you'll know that everything I'm writing is not enough comparing with the amount of love, care , and attention you'll receive while you're in his care. I don't have to repeat how experienced he is. The 7000 pictures on his website can speak not only volume but quality. We all are different, we all will heal different and we all will have different, so keep that in mind. My doctor and I decided that I should benefit most from a browlift in conjunction with a blepharoplasty. Then I opted for a lip lift, lower lid lasered and ear lobe repaired. The day of surgery I met the anesthesiologist, I hope I would remember his name, a sweet gentleman. We didn't fly imidiately to the moon. We talk, we laugh, and then .... I don't remember. I do remember they woke me up and I was thinking to cooperate with them in order to let me go. I felt just tired. Katy, my care giver..... Oh no she's my friend now. I hate that name care giver.. came and picked me up. We got to the hotel. Beautiful and quiet hotel, just 7 min away. Hampton Inn on 800 Research Rd. Everyone is nice here and the interior soooooo cozy. So back with Katy, I told her that I'm just sleeping but she can go and do whatever she need to do. Shopping, eating, anything. By night I pushed her to go home because I felt so good. Finally she left. I woke-up the next day knowing that I have my po visit and then I plan lunch with Katy just before I leave hack to NY. I will keep you guys updated with how I feel and most ...I'll post pictures.

This is by far the easiest recovery ever. My pics looks soooooo scary but i am feeling AMAZING. So... don't cry for me Argentina lol

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