Gulp. Here goes nothing. Two days from now, I am REALLY going to look horrible!! As in: horrible scars, horrible bruises and horrible swelling. Better bring out the sun glasses and head scarves but FAST. And bring them out for about the next two weeks also, I guess.
To get the week off to a great start, I hosted a fabulous BEFORE PARTY last night. Had a dozen women here and we drank, laughed, ate and played for three and a half hours, having the time of our lives. There's my favorite pict from the evening, up there on top. See the happy smile on my face? Well, come Wednesday it's going to be a whole different sort of look, trust me. Not only will I be looking horrible BUT I'm predicting a lot of moaning and groaning, too. Well... until the pain pills kick in, that is. But whatever. I am sure the procedures will improve my face just fine. Time shall tell.
To help kick start the recovery, I've hired Denise to come stay with me from 7:00 p.m. until 7:00 a.m for the first two nights. I'm imagining she'll be making about a zillion runs for the ice packs I'll be needing to apply. Not to mention helping me with everything else. And.. get this... I'll have to sleep in my recliner for TWO DAMN WEEKS. Granted I love my recliners but I love my bed WAY more.
I think I've got everything down pat as far as my pre-op instructions go. I've got my stupid little errands completed, knowing I'll be out of commission for bit. I've got my refrigerator loaded with food for all the visitors I may have and I've got the most important of all scheduled for tomorrow... my manicure and pedicure! SOMEthing about me has to look spiffy, right? Boom. Done.
On Wednesday morning, I have to be at the doctor's office by six thirty. OMG. Don't ask. Which means I' have to be up no later than five thirty. EEEKS. Then, once I get to his office, I'll be taken to THE room where the procedure is done and given about 40 milligrams of Valium. Talk about a silver lining, huh? Things get underway about 7:00 and by 11:00 I should be all stitched up and ready to go. YIPPEE. Let the magic begin.
Oh yeah... I also have to do one of THE most important things ever. Tomorrow morning, I'm calling the florist so I can have beautiful flowers delivered on Wednesday to... who else?... ME! I love sending myself great things. I mean seriously... what could be easier let alone happier, than picking up a phone, order some beautiful stems and then sending a bunch of flowers to someone you truly love? And trust me... NO one loves me as much as I love me.