14 days ago I was prepped and waiting for my turn to roll into the surgery room.  Today I'm still at home, recovering not only from the surgery of the tummy tuck and breast lift, but from the pulmonary embolism.  Walking outside for coffee with my husband, one of my favorite things in the morning, took my breath away.
I've had some sadness this week.  The breathing thing got me really down! And, as the surgi-tape comes off the breasts, I can feel the incisions, not comfy! Also, the nipples are so ultra sensitive just the touch of the shirt causes my hair to stand on end!
The tummy incision is looking good, and the swelling is going down, I think. 
I've been asked if I'm glad I did it, would I do it again? YES - the answer is yes without hesitation.  To sit in a chair and not have my tummy flab sitting on my thighs, wow, I can't describe how that feels! Now that I'm standing straighter I can surely see what a big change! To imagine another 4 weeks, what I will look and feel like, I can't wait!
Looking at pictures from the summer, I look at myself and wonder what will a picture of me with my lifted breasts look like?! Looking into the mirror I smile as I look at my breasts, perky, up where they belong without the push up - happiness.
My sweet husband, and children, have done a great job of taking care of me. Checking on me. Doing things I can't do (which also gets me down a bit, but I'm getting stronger). A great reminder is to let people help you. Visits from Mom and Dad, dinner, phone calls from friends, it all breaks up the boredom, reminds you how much you're loved, even on days when you feel bloaty and slow.
I do wear a fit bit. And daily I have made myself walk. Trying each day to add a few steps.  Because I am determined to get back to the gym, be healthy and fit for life, and enjoy living!
It helps to have a doctor who can accept text pictures, and help you evaluate if your worries are real worries or not. They have been great, since they are 300 miles away, of checking on me and answering questions I have.
Before long I will work on adding some pictures.  Our poor daughters, they will be tired of taking these pictures by the end of 8 weeks! But I sure am happy to have their love and support.