Tuesday, 10 December 2013

They're alive!!

yes, my legs are alive!

Sounds obvious doesn't it, but let me explain some more! Since the surgery my legs have been pretty numb around the shin and ankle area and up by my knees. This is obviously where the cannulla went into my skin and really took the brunt of the lipo.

But now the healing process has got the point were the nerves are all coming back to life, which is a good thing! It's not painful, just a bit strange. Before I just had this odd feeling, a bit like someone was trying to brush my hair backwards and little electric shocks occasionally. Now they just feel a bit achy, especially at night. I assume that's more to do with relaxing and being more aware of what's happening in my body than at any other time. The annoying thing is I keep waking myself up by knocking my legs as I turn over in the night. Again, it's not painful, just that I am more self aware.

Other than that I am still wearing the compression stockings every day. My legs seem to want to swell if they are down for too long, as because life has to go on, my legs do need to be down occasionally! I think they'll be on until after Christmas and then I'm going to try and slowly wean myself off them :0)

My husband & I were having breakfast the other day, sitting on the sofa with our porridge and tea and he says to me 'The Professor did a really good job'...he'd been admiring my legs. How lovely for him to essentially say that my legs are looking good!

Was it worth the money? yes! Was it worth the pain & hassle? yes! Would I recommend anyone having it done? yes! Will it change your life? yes! Would I go through it again? Yes, although I wouldn't really want to if I didn't have too.

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

The good, the bad & the apology...

Ok, so a funny titled post but it's been a funny sort of couple of days. Let's start with the apology & get it out of the way...

I don't normally ask people on the internet to give me their addresses & if anyone asked me I probably wouldn't tell them! But something has happened to me in these last few weeks and I feel changed, in a very special way. I think I've mentioned it before, like finding God, that I have this need to help & be kind to people randomly that I've never had before.

I had massage this afternoon and my therapist said it was all to do with feeling vulnerable and recognising that in others. It's a bit like people have been so kind to me and I just want to give something back, even if it's just in a small way.

So I'm sorry if I've offended anyone by asking for a certain lady's address, it was done with the best of intentions and a couple of hours later (in the bath) it hit me that weirdos do what I've done. I run a small business, I'm a nice person & I felt very sorry at that moment for that certain lady. I thought I could make her smile with a small act of kindness. I stand by that. If it compromises my integrity or my standing in the Lipedema Sister group, then so be it. Also, I'm open to being mugged off myself at the moment, for example, I could get one of those scam emails which asks for my bank details to give me $5,000,000....I'm likely to say, hell, yeah, I trust you! ;0)

And the bad...well my poor leggies have been quite sore this week. I make glass jewellery as a hobby which I sell and I spent saturday at a craft fayre, sitting for the most but feet were down. Then we went to the opera (Tosca...was amazing!) again legs down & on Sunday we walked around a Christmas market in Salisbury. All lovely things but my legs were not happy. Swollen and fizzing like crazy. I emailed the Professor and he said my poor legs were still healing inside and I should continue to wear the compression. He said it could take a number of weeks before they stop swelling. It's 4 litres of fat they took, lots of irritated flesh still not very happy with me.

And saving the best for last, the good! I have seen amazing improvements in my mobility & balance! My balance has always been exceptionally poor. I can be standing somewhere and for no reason, I topple to one side. Makes me look drunk! But this seems to have stopped! Hooray! Also, when I squat at the gym I can go reallllllly low, the knee joint is so much free-er which a better range of motion. Nothing proved this more than getting out of the bath like regular people. I used to have to flip over onto my front. And finally, I actually saw my calf muscle. Again in the bath, I had my leg to one side and as I flexed my foot, there the little devil was! And with an actual line down one leg moving! I was transfixed! Little magical miracles.