Surgery Process Complete

I had the final follow-up visit with my plastic surgeon yesterday morning. It began much like a spa treatment. They put me in a deliciously soft and very expensive ivory robe. Then I was lounging in a comfy and interesting medical chair. Too bad there wasn't champagne.

All too soon, the nurse was in there, oohing and ahhing over my "impressive visual result," and moving right in to get her hands on me. At the three-month mark, pretty much everyone in the office has groped you.

The surgeon came in and did his exam. Then they did my "after" photo session. Ahh, the photo sessions. They're a "stand here with your toes on this tape line on the floor" thing, sort of like the DMV, only naked.

In the end, the surgery and my healing went extremely well. So yay!

Lauren still has the stomach virus that I brought home from San Antonio and gave to my family. So she's home again today. :( We're watching The View right now- Joy Behar made me laugh with "Lindsay Lohan will be tried by a jury of her peers... a bunch of out-of-control starlets."