TEAM YILY JUNE 13th - Boy Meets Yily - Santo Domingo, DR

So let me start by saying that I am no stranger to plastic surgery. Various family members of mine have gone under the knife for cosmetic procedures, and honestly... they all look great.

I decided to go with Yily after I saw how pleased people were with her results.... and out of nowhere it turns out my friends sister was going to her too after I had made up my mind. So i had alot of questions answered needless to say when she returned looking like a bad B*tch. so any who... im probably the only guy whos going to Yily whos ballsy enough to share my story.

I decided to get this surgery because after a deteriorating relationship with my parents and my significant others i found myself spiraling into a deep depression. already a foodie... i resorted to eating whatever the hell i could to help me cope with my unhappiness.... i would seclude myself from others and often feel unworthy or unwanted. As a gay man, our community or dating pool is predominately made up of guys who work out and have near perfect bodies and who require the same from their partner. unlike straight men who may go to the gym, but may still be attracted to thick women. the gay population is extremely judgmental and shallow. so naturally i dont run in gay circles, not because i cant (I am very handsome)... but i just dont choose to be surrounded by people who only want to be around me because of the way i look.

2 years ago i was super thin at 225 (im very very tall), im now 260.... and ive never been this heavy in my life. The good thing is, the only thing i hate on my body is my chest and belly.... so i decided to do lipo on my full upper torso. arm pits, flanks, abdomen, back, and chest.

Reserving a date was a bit daunting, but definitely worth it. You can correspond via email but the truth is it may take a while as many girls and guys and finding out how amazing Yily's work is. So for my date I simply called her office and asked for Yira. I was then greeted by a very nice, adorable, and helpfull girl (Yira) who seemed to know pelnty english.

....at work.... tired more later.

I got the red eye into santo domingo this morning. super short and comfortable flight. I got into SDQ airport at around 4am and was greeted by my wonderful driver. Okay... this is super inappropriate, but .... my driver was so good looking that I honestly had to try to not stare. I will include his details when I return to the US. As of right now, its 6:50am and I am waiting to be called to do bloodwork. I scheduled for the first surgery of the day. Not nervous at all... im ready to get my surgery over with!!! I will update you guys on the other side. Sidenote: (1) the language barrier is REAL. DONT PLAY YOURSELF.... GET A TRANSLATOR. & im out. (2) try to bring some narcotics lmao... Yily will not be prescribing you any kind of strong pain killers. Good thing Im savvy... cuz i got some OXY so im gonna be GONEEEE. just wake me up when its time to leave lmao.

okay... so yesterday i had my surgery, first patient as planned. everything has been splendid..... i shared so many laughs beyond this language barrier... i can finally see my privates lying down.yesterday i woke up in a panic because i thought i was urination on myself- turns out ya boy had a cathetar in. but because of the anesthesia i got my ass up straight out of my bed after surgery, ripped out the catheter, and tried to run to the bathroom. BAD IDEA!!!!! do not get up like that fter surgery. that epidural was still working... needless to say after hitting the floor and sitting in a pool of blood i learned my damn lesson. i was able to use the bathroom and return to bed. I woke up almost with no pain, just very stiff. i didnt feel the pain again until they put me in my raja. im kinda sleepy so....until next time, deuces my real self peeps. I AM SO HAPPY, i told yily she came in my room and asked me how i feel i said HAPPY, she leaned in kised and hugged me. i love me some yily, y'all !!!!