The 3rd Time Is A Charm for @chAKAlatte_gurl!!! Let's do this King Cabral!! - Dominican Republic

So here's where I'll start my story. This is my third try on the quest to improve my body. (1 year later and 21 days before I once again plan to take my journey.) I'm 5'6/190lbs and a mother of 3. I've always been considered thick, but not in one particular space!;-) I'm 44 and just before my 43rd birthday, I decided that I was tired of camouflaging this lil wide flat booty! Don't get it twisted, I did a good job of it, but I always said, they prefer to see me coming than going! lol So getting back to my pitiful story..... when I make a decision, its a wrap! I talked to a girlfriend about her journey and that was it. I was ready. My job is demanding and so were/are my children. I didn't have time to do much research here on RS. I depended on my girlfriend's research and even decided to go with her doctor, even though I didn't see the kind of bootays I wanted on the reviews. My girl was a sx vet, thorough, intelligent,pretty much a beast and that was good enough for me! I even booked 3 months before her! I thought I had it all together!

Well my day came and I had even convinced another friend who happened to be an RN to go with! We get to the airport, witness the aggressive driving style of every single driver on the road, then get to CIPLA. It was okay... not as new looking as the pic suggested, but I didn't like the idea of leaving the doctor or the hospital.And remember I hadn't done much research about the rhs. So we settled in our room. Within about 2 hours, I was taken to pre op testing and released back to my room. I was told not to eat after 10. It was only 7 so we got the driver to take us to Wendy's.

By the time we got back, I still had not heard from the doc so I texted him letting him know I was there. Nothing. I started feeling like something was wrong when I had been in the DR since 4pm and had not seen or talked to my doc and it was damn near 10pm. So I got on RS and started reading for the first time! Great timing right?

So, finally about 10:30, the doc walks in and says he has bad news and that I could not have surgery because my hemo.... whatever that was..... was 10.3.Now my girlfriend told me something about hemo, but I'm healthy and it never occurred to me to get it checked in the US. I had a physical and my doc in the US said I was slightly anemic, but said he was not concerned. I never even looked at what it actually was. Since 11 in the US was normal... Hell I guess 10.3 WAS only slightly anemic! Anyway, I cried and cried and looked at my pale hands which has always been my indication of anemia. And yup, they were pale as Hell! My tears were no help.

The doc said I cd get on the IV and that I cd probably get just a TT. I'm like whaaat! And loose all this good fat for my ass? No thanks, ill come back and save my little vacation days. I put my tail in between my legs and high tailed it out of there at 330am.

So I went home and beastified my iron for the next month and a half. I got my hemp up to 11.7 in like 2 weeks, talked to the doc and he said we cd put me on IV to get up to 12 and I booked my flight and found myself in the DR again. (It was a must that I get my body before summer in Chicago!). I knew that I needed to beat my super heavy period so I was up!

So once again I get my test, but this time I asked to wait and see the results. I was confident in my 11.7(almost 12)!! I cd NOT believe my eyes! The [RS bleep] said 11.4..... what the Hell??? I was devastated! For the first time I heard that sometimes the altitude shifts the hemo. OMG!!! Not again. So for the next 3 days I sat in a chair on iron IV's while the other dolls around me came and went. They all hugged me bye w their big olé booties!! I was happy for them but It was awful. They were so sweet and hugged me often...I will never forget any of them. So, on day 4 I was going to get tested once more and then the doc was going to come in and do my surgery on Sat if I made it back to 12. Well guess what? All that stressing brought my period early. OMG. So I called the doc and told him lets do the test before my heavy day which is day 2. And what do you think it came back as? The [RS bleep] had fallen to 11.1!!!!! Omg. Outer body experience is what I was having. I packed my stuff....payed for the change and went home to figure out what the heck was wrong w me!

Well after about 8 months of all kinds of test to ensure I didn't have cancer or fibroids, we figured out that I just bleed to damn much!! So in Oct 2014, I was put on the pill and was told to skip the sugars and what do you know.....hemo was on the rise without the presence of a period! I immediately started my research for real this time and learned things I never knew about my body and health. I chose a more fitting doc that showed proven skills to take a doll from zero to 100 by the booty!! King Cabral himself!! By the end of December it was 11.8. By mid January it was 11.9. I turned up the iron, beef and wheatgrass and low and behold, by Feb 12th I was a 12.4. Over the top!

That brings us to the current......I'm still 12.4, but attempting to get to at least 13.5 in the next 3 weeks. Pray for me dolls! I so Don't think there will be a 4th try! ;-)