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After Losing 50 Lbs, I Am Treating Myself! -Raleigh, NC

It’s hard remembering that back in the day I was...

It’s hard remembering that back in the day I was Captain of my cheerleading squad. It’s even more difficult to remember that I was the one they’d throw around in basket tosses and atop our pyramids. I remember thinking, “Gosh, I’m so thankful I’m not the one on the bottom!” I also used to dance competitively in high school and college. Now, the thought of trying to squeeze into one of my perfectly fitted dance costumes, literally horrifies me.

Now, let’s fast forward to my new reality. Unfortunately, when I graduated college, I had to turn in my toe shoes and sparkly dance costumes for a job in Corporate America. Now instead of dancing for 2-3 hours a day, I was working late nights in a cubicle in downtown Chicago. While my activity level was clearly changing (remember, I didn’t need the gym….I HATED the gym), my eating habits weren’t. While I didn’t have horrible problems with food (it wasn’t like I was dining at McDonald’s for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), they weren’t great either. I didn’t take time to pack healthy snacks, and my job was so demanding, that dinner didn’t happen until 8PM or later some nights. I was starting to wonder why my size 2 jeans, black suit pants, and beautiful pencil skirts were becoming a little snug. However, I didn’t pay that close attention because 2s soon became 6s and by the time my career had evolved and moved me to North Carolina, I was a size 14. Now let me be clear….I’m typically a realist who doesn’t beat around the bush and is NEVER in denial about anything. I knew I had clearly gained weight but, for the first time in my life, I constantly made excuses and told myself “this isn’t that bad.” I swept my new found weight loss completely under the rug…..because it was EASIER that way. And then September 2010 happened. I had a moment….a HORRIFYING moment. I was on a sales call and a stranger in the waiting room said to me “Oh dear, you look so cute, when are you due?” I smiled and jokingly said “Oh, it’s not a baby, it’s just my belly.” After I left and returned to my car, I cried and cried and cried some more. That woman (who if I saw again I would hug and say “thank you”) finally made my issue real to me. She humanized it. She basically said, without really knowing it, what my friends and family wouldn’t…..”you’re fat.”

At that moment, I couldn’t make excuses anymore. I couldn’t say “it was OK” or that “it wasn’t that bad.” I admitted to myself that I had really let myself go. And, I reminded myself that I hadn’t looked in a mirror (especially without my clothes on) in a very long time. I hadn’t been in a bathing suit for 4 years. I admitted that my weight gain, even though I was doing my best to ignore it, was really controlling my life and keeping me from doing and wearing things I loved.

After that eye opening experience I began a weight loss journey that took me about a year and a half. I lost about 50 lbs. I dieted and exercised. I hired a personal trainer who changed my life. It was hard, in fact at times, it down right sucked. But, I’m proud of what I accomplished. While I still “fall off the wagon” occasionally and will never LOVE the gym, I refuse to ever go back to that place. However, even after all my hard work, I still have stubborn areas that wouldn’t go away. My stomach (or my gut as I fondly call it) is still my biggest problem. Even when I was in my best shape when I was younger, it was always where I carried weight. It bothered me then and certainly bothers me now. It still limits what I wear because I don’t want it to stick out in cute shirts or hang over my cute “skinny” jeans. I’m still VERY self-conscious about it and feel it casts a shadow over all my hard work. Sometimes I feel like I can’t even fully enjoy and be excited about all the weight I lost because of my stomach. But now, I want to look the way I feel inside…..and I truly feel awesome. I don’t want to spend any more time trying to decide on the outfit that does the best job covering up my stomach and I want to wear a bathing suit. So, I decided to continue to take control over my life and my body and get liposuction surgery. I thought about this decision for a long time and didn’t take it lightly. And, while some of my friends and family think I nuts, and feel it’s an extreme measure, I know, apart from the losing the weight in the first place, is going to be the best decision I EVER made! STAY TUNED

Day of Surgery

WOW - was I nervous! Thank goodness for his nurses, Andrea and Molly, because they were with me every step of the way and a welcome distraction. After I was sufficiently “inked up” (so embarrassing!) they walked me into the OR and it was lights out! I couldn’t tell you anything after that even if you wanted to know…..anesthesia is powerful stuff! Apparently, my surgery lasted a little over 3 hours. When I woke up, I was groggy to say the least. My boyfriend said my first words were, “I feel like I got hit by 20 buses.” It was so nice to have Dr. Pyle and his nurses there with me when I woke up. They all said what a successful surgery it was and how well I did. While I was definitely hurting, I was surprised that with a little help, I was able to get up and move around. I stayed in the surgery center a few extra hours (I was having some trouble peeing – nothing serious, but Dr. Pyle wanted to make sure I went before he let me go home).
The car ride home was unpleasant. I felt every bump. And once I got home, the pain medication became my best friend. I took them religiously every 4 hours and it made the pain at least manageable. I remained in a pretty groggy haze. I was oozing a bit through the garments, which was rather gross, but normal. I basically laid in bed the rest of the night and slept on and off. I was exhausted and didn’t feel up to much else. Later in the evening, Dr. Pyle called me personally to check in on me and make sure I was doing OK. Boy did I appreciate that! All and all, I have to say, my first surgery experience was as good of one as I could have hoped for. And, while I was glad it was over, I was SO happy I made this decision!

24 hours after surgery

Oh boy…..the day after surgery was pretty rough. Because I was so sore and oozing, I had to sleep on my back. It was the only position that was remotely comfortable and tolerable. During the first night (well 2 nights), I set my alarm clock for every 3 ½ hours to make sure I took my pain medication regularly. Even though I was pretty darn sore, keeping up with my pain medication really helped me through the first 24 hours without being completely miserable. However, I still dreaded having to go to the bathroom because it was a chore getting out of the bed and sitting down and getting up off of the toilet. Not to mention, it was bazaar having to use the bathroom while wearing the garments. I definitely had to get used to that! I thought the garments would bother me (I wasn’t too excited knowing I had to wear them for at least 6 weeks), but surprisingly, they were really comfortable.
However, I knew my first day couldn’t be completely uneventful. During one of my dreaded visits to the bathroom, I wasn’t too excited when I noticed (even though I was “warned” during my pre-op appointment) my swollen (and I mean SWOLLEN) vagina. It was beyond strange to wake up the day after surgery only to find your vagina is the size of a reddish, purple apple. Perfect. It wasn’t painful at all just really strange to look at!
So, I wish I had something more exciting to report. I was super tired, so I slept most of the day. And, when I was awake, I was really groggy from the pain meds, so I spent most of the day laid up in my bed or on the couch avoiding having to look at my vagina at all costs.
Raleigh-Durham Plastic Surgeon

So, what happens once you’ve decided to “go under the knife?” I made the decision to have plastic surgery, but what next? There are so many offices and choices to make how do I decide who is going to be the person I trust to put me under and perform a pretty invasive surgery? I mean, most people want to AVOID surgery and here I am actually choosing to HAVE it. Not to mention, I’d never even had an IV before, let alone have the first clue about what this experience should be like. So, the search began. Google and Facebook became by best friend. I read reviews and visited websites until my eyes bled. They all seemed fine enough, but were starting to run together. I realized I needed more than the internet, so I began scheduling consultations. It was comforting to me that I could have the opportunity to meet the surgeon and staff who would be taking care of me. The even more amazing part was that I was reminded how empowered I was. I had a CHOICE. No one was going to tell me where I had to go. I could decide. I visited many offices with a friendly enough staff and surgeons, good credentials and compelling before and after pictures, but no office really won me over. And, I needed that. And then I had my appointment with Davis Plastic Surgery. I’ve been told by my married friends that you just “know” when you put on a wedding dress that it’s the “one” you’re supposed to walk down the aisle in. Well, and I don’t care if it seems like a rather dramatic comparison, that’s EXACTLY how I felt in that office. From the moment I walked in, I was greeted (by my first name no less) and made to feel so comfortable and welcomed. The office struck the perfect balance of being professional, but still warm and inviting. I hadn’t even had a chance to settle in before I was called back for my appointment. I was surprised, but pleased, that I didn’t have to wait but a few minutes in the waiting room. When I got back to the exam room I was soon greeted by a smiling Dr. Pyle. He must have sensed I was nervous because the first thing he said was, “People don’t come here because they feel amazing about themselves. Relax, we’ll get through is.” He read my mind and INSTANTLY put me at ease. We sat down and he began asking me all sorts of questions….why I came in, what my areas of concerns were, what I knew about the process, etc. And, it felt so authentic. He didn’t just see me as a “surgery case”, but a real person. He tried to get to know me. He was so thorough and patiently listened as I told him my story and answered my barrage of questions with ease. I also loved the fact that he talked TO me, not AT me. He didn’t try and dazzle me with technical terms that I didn’t understand, but just talked to me like a real person. Even the examination, which quite frankly can feel embarrassing and never-ending, was handled with such compassion. He made me feel like he cared and that we were partners. He was also honest and explained in detail what I could realistically expect from this procedure. After we talked and reviewed all my options, he was confident that I was a great candidate for the liposuction surgery and said I could expect a really positive result. He seemed to be excited that he was confident that he could deliver what I was looking for, and that made me excited (not nervous) for the first time during the entire process. Once the examination was finished, I was introduced to their Patient Care Coordinator, Gretta. Again, so authentic and comforting. She was so encouraging and talked about her own experience with deciding to have plastic surgery. It was nice to hear another story from a fellow female who had already been through what I was about to embark on.

5 out of 5 stars Overall rating
5 out of 5 stars Doctor's bedside manner
5 out of 5 stars Answered my questions
5 out of 5 stars After care follow-up
5 out of 5 stars Time spent with me
5 out of 5 stars Phone or email responsiveness
5 out of 5 stars Staff professionalism & courtesy
5 out of 5 stars Payment process
5 out of 5 stars Wait tmes
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Comments (8)

Just curious since I am considering having lipo on my stomach area (I had my flanks done in July) why does the vagina area get so swollen? I felt like I had been beaten up with a baseball bat after my last surgery so I know how you feel.
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Happy healing!
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I have a TT scheduled with dr Davis next week and I am about to crawl out of my skin in anticipation. I'm glad to hear another positive experience from this office. I felt the exact same way about the entire staff. I was 30 min early to my pre-op and settled in with my iPhone to play games and wait, but nope--they called me back 30 min EARLY. I honestly don't think I've EVER had that experience in a doctors office. I know we are using different PS, but I figure they must be similar to be working out of the same office. I'm thrilled with my decision to go with dr Davis and can't wait to see my results. I'm very confident in his ability and love how great his staff is. I went in with a laundry list of questions and they patiently answered every one. Multiple times bc I kept repeating myself. Please keep me posted on your recovery. Hope it is continuing to go well!!
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Great post. I can't believe you have pictures from surgery! Crazy. Can't wait for more. How long did you take off work?
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Can't wait to hear/see how it went!
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Can't wait to hear more about your recovery.. I am considering this as well.
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Thank you so much for sharing!! Looking forward to hearing about your journey!
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Congrats!!
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