OT: The official “before and after” photos
I refer to them as “official” because they are the photos my surgeon took, for his records and for his website. He took several pictures before the procedure, and then at five months, he took the same photos. I just accessed them recently and was able to download them.
These are no-frills shots — no makeup, no special lighting, no effects. And he specifically asked for no smiling, not even the hint of one. I haven’t done anything on my own to these pictures. This is ME, kids. Well, this next one was me:
There is no escaping the saggy neck, the droopy mouth, the beginning of jowls. I was feeling perfectly fine when this was taken, but I look tired and pissed off.
And now, the same pose, five months later. (It’s been eight months now, so I’ve healed even more, but this will give you some idea.)
As you can see, I had him remove the mole in the middle of my left cheek, but not the one under my eye. Sorry, Mom. That one stays.
So, was it worth the cost, the pain, the swelling, the bleeding, the numbness, the headaches, the paralyzed eyebrow, the temporary hair loss, and all that other nastiness? You betcha. Because now I look a little more like how I feel. I don’t have that shock anymore — “Who the hell is that old bag and what did she do to my face?? — when I look in the mirror.
John, bless his heart, says I look thirty. No, honey. I do not look thirty. Love is blind, as they say. But at this stage of life, I’ll happily take forty, forty-five. 🙂
Busy weekend ahead, and I still have a lot of work to finish, so I’m outta here. Have a great weekend, y’all.