Date: 2008-11-27 12:48 am (UTC)
I had a coworker a number of years go come back into work before her facelift had finished healing and it was the grossest, creepiest, doing-the-bug-dance-shiveriest thing ever. Scabs don't belong on eyelids *shudder*. But, aside from that, if it made her happier, or at least a little more content, then I'm okay with it. I probably won't ever do it - I like the lines on my face. Youthfulness is not something I've ever striven for.

Boob jobs, though, I'm all behind boobs jobs. I like having big breasts. It's one of the things that makes it hard for me to commit to weight loss. Sure, being fat has sucked in other ways, but I dig having the D/DD-cups. Of course, my mother and both grandmothers had breast cancer, so it's 99.99% likely that some time around 50 I'll have cancer, too. I like to think of the reconstructive surgery as being the happy ending of a really suck time in my life.

Lasix sounded good to me for a while except for the thought that someone would be *touching* my eyes. I finally gave up that dream when I decided that the chance of worse vision was not worth it (and my sight keeps getting worse, so I'd be back to corrective lenses in a couple of years). I do wear contacts, though, so I can't say that I'm immune from the self-consciousness that I had while wearing glasses.
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