8 year surgiversary gloat, bloat and the Rocky theme

@kirmy Girl, ya kicked me in the feels! LoL... Got me choked up a bit. I'm not even a year post op, and I struggle so hard trying to get this shit right, and get right with my damn self; and this post gave me a little feeling of "You have it in you to be okay".
I'm happy for you, and proud of you, and hopeful for myself.
**Kiss**
 
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Kirmy, You're a warrior! Congratulations on 8 years well spent. May wonders await you for the next 8!
 
Well I was going to post a pic of your hover hand above David's bum but I decided to keep your anonymity guarded. As for hot dogs on a stick...Jesus God I'd blocked that traumatic incident out and the requirements for wet wipes post. I'm offshore until the 5th. Can you message me your contact details? It's my turn to get my fecking finger out and call.

This time, let me call you when my anesthesia wears off. The last utereoscopy I had was scheduled for one hour and took THREE. My procedure is scheduled for Friday 1/5 and I'll probably need a few days.
 
I love this update! I remember your first posts (at another site) when you were making the choice for a DS. Even then I thought "she is going to rock this surgery". Not only have you rocked it, but far surpassed rocking it, and shared it all with both the joy and tears along the way. I'm so happy to have been included on your miraculous journey!
 
I was tucked up in my hotel shaking with fear looking into the eyes of my loving and very scared boyfriend. "I will be fine David FINE so fucking fine...just fine". I was convincing myself while he sat terrified trying to be cool. I knew that if I didn't go ahead with the surgery I would likely commit suicide at some point. I was barely able to wipe my own arse anymore without huffing and puffing and feeling ill. The bullying at work had taken an rapid escalation as my walking became harder and harder and the back pain worse and worse. I was eating myself to death.

It's been 8 years and I have traveled to Croatia where I hired a car and terrified David all over again by driving to Serbia and getting pulled over by the cops...nae bother just waved my Aussie passport and acted like a loud mouthed happy idiot until they gave up trying to extort a bribe out of me and waved me on.

It's been 8 years since I woke up in intensive care after 11.5 hrs in surgery, disorientated, weak and likely suffering from the effects of a small stroke. Meh I recovered.

It's been 8 years and I have climbed 15 mountains, walked two long haul hikes across the country from Glasgow to the Highlands and Inverness to Fort William. I've walked from Pokra to Annapurna in Nepal, I've walked on California beaches as the sun rose, I've swum in seas in each hemisphere. I've holidayed alone in Spain, Australia, I've reconnected with distant family.

It's been 8 years and I have been a cancery bridesmaid, a survivor, and pioneer and friend, a partner and a brave kick arse fuck off woman.

It's been 8 years and I am here. I'm better than I've ever been before and I can honestly say I love this chick. What a total dude.

It's been 8 years since anyone has said you'd be pretty if you lost weight.

It's been 8 years since I tried to make myself as invisible as possible so people wouldn't hurt me.

It's been 8 glorious fucking years.

I'm a fucking unicorn!

I'm small but i fill an entire room. I am authentically me.

I love my DS.
Please
 
Wow! What a testimony.
You were a beautiful big girl. Fuck off to all those who had the unmitigated audacity to come out of their faces with, "You'd be pretty if you lost weight." You were gorgeous.
This 'authentically me' blond-shell bomb chick, though, is FIERCE! Super-fierce. And I'm a wee bit jealous LOL.
Happy surgiversary. Many congrats and may the next 8 years bring stress-free maintenance and sweet adventures. :thumbsup:

J.
 
Congratulations!
You inspire me but how do you keep off the weight?
I gained 20# in 2 years
I fluctuate between 10-20 pounds of my lowest weight as post-op.
But it's a sight better than being the 438 pound mass of depression that I was.
I'd imagine all that hiking has and exploring and living life has been incentive to keep the weight off though. I'm inspired by kirmy's testimony. Like WHOA!

J.
 

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