The Rack is Back!

Yep....The Rack is Back: I'm rocking the Victoria Secret with two, count them, two, fully-equipped factory-built mammo's with all the accessories!

Monday's surgery was a tremendous success, involving a creative bit of belly-fat-lipo, to fill in the hollows of the planned silicone boob, by a true artist of a surgeon. Without too much gory detail, I now have the tits and the belly of a 19 year-old. A true-two-fer! The only downside is feeling like I've done 999 sit-up's, but with each twinge, I consider the sheer luck at my vain gloriousness outcome of this whole cancer adventure. I know so well, that others have not had such a merry chase!

I have learned that I don't really care for the poisonous gases of general anesthetic, and any disruption in my precious bodily fluids (Dr. Strangelove reference) sends me reeling. But my anesthesiologist, was most accommodating in recognizing that I was a cheap date in sleeping with him. I got the basic package, but  was still largely unconscious for another 4 hours after surgery, as well. Luckily I finally awoke, albeit bruised, mostly naked, wearing the same open-backed hospital gown, in which I had started.....it looked like a crime scene, but the results are so good, I'm keeping my mouth shut.

I'm planning on laying low until Valentine's Day, or so, but am certainly endeavoring to maintain my cyber presence. When I told my husband that this blog was entitled "The Rack is Back," he turned to me and said "Half-Rack." Touché.

 

BTW, That's not my picture above............but the one below is (if you kind of squint and close one eye, and think very kind thoughts)!