My surgery is set for tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. ITs nearly midnight now, and I'm feeling so nervous, anxious, and a bit overwhelmed.My backgroud is I'm 21 almost 22. No kids yet, but still have this pooch I can't get rid of. My whole family has it. Its deemed the "Murray pooch", unfortunatley. I am 5'9 and currently weight 140. I eat well yet working out isn't really my thing lol...
No pain - will go back to work the next day is what the saleswomen said. Board Certified Dr. big lie. Sent me home vomiting my toenails. 6 hours home, husband had to call ambulance after losing consciouness. ER doctor's called clinic to tell them I was at the hospital and they said "sorry we don't treat complications" and hung up. 3 day hospital stay, lidocaine overdose...
Background: I've hated my legs for as long as I can remember. My brother and sister are stick thin, and I, well, wasn't. One of the defining moments in my body image was in second grade. The cutest boy in the class called me 'thunder thighs.' I was crushed and spent the next 23 years trying to diet and exercise my way out of the problem. No matter how small I got (90 lbs all...
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