Post Gastric Bypass Body Contouring - Atlanta, GA

Here are some promised scar pictures. This is where I was messed up the most. It took me 5-years to be brave enough to wear a short sleeve shirt and everyone still looks at them. The arm scars have already gone through one revision here and you can imagine how much worse they were. Also the same ditzy surgical assistant who screwed up my arms, logged into the computer to get the same size implants. I corrected her in the pre-op appointment that my right implant was supposed to be larger than the left to even them out. Obviously she didn’t listen because I came out with the same on both sides and an uneven breast size. I’m about to pay $12.5k to get them fixed by another surgeon in FL.

I know I owe y’all so many more recovery pictures and things I went through for scar revisions, etc. But I will tell you, after you drop this excess skin and feel so good, you just can’t help but getting in better and better shape! Dr Kavali did an amazing job contouring my body, and I’m still appreciative!

Christmas! We had Christmas Eve dinner at our house since I couldn't travel. Honey Baked Ham did the cooking! Lol So far I've been staying upstairs in my recliner and I've only been down the stairs for my post op appointment on day 4. But I am going to mingle for dinner.

I am still not wearing underwear because of the drain tubes, so I slip on Underwear, pull the drain tubes down through the leg holes (2 tubes per leg) and pin them up on my binder. I found this more comfortable than having the tubes pulled up and out. Then I slipped on a pair of yoga pants and had my hospital gown on. It was still the most comfortable thing to cover me all up, and hide the drains. (Nobody wants to see those while eating.) I should have mentioned that I ended up owning my hospital gown because I wore a tee shirt and didn't think to bring a button down to the hospital! Duh!

But that's okay, because it's been so convenient. These days my dad's been helping me out of my chair to go to the bathroom. So, I slip it on, and voila, some discretion. Hobble to the bathroom and sit on the toilet. Easy peasy. He helps me off the toilet and back into the recliner. When he leaves the room, I strip it off and use it as a makeshift throw blanket. Lol

I made it downstairs for dinner and hung out for a couple of hours. Then I started getting sore and it was time to say goodbye. At least I got to watch all of the kiddie cousins exchange gifts. :)