Normal

So happy that I got quite a few comments on my last blog. Hearing comments of how even six years after surgery one's taste buds still evolve, is good to hear. Thought I was losing it, with these taste buds going wacky. I have now learned to buy one or two of something and wait to see if I can tolerate it a third time. I'm one of those that buy in bulk, well that doesn't work anymore or I'll end up with the cabinets or refrigerator full of stuff I can't stand to look at, let alone eat. I have been trying to explain to my husband that this is normal and have shared with him the comments posted on my blog.

You have all helped me from being certified "paranoid", "crazy" or "losing it" by my husband.

As for the loose skin, I not complaining about it, yet, just noting that they are defintely there. I may need to buy shares of Gold Bond powder. I rather have this skin, then the fat that made me so deathly ill. I had no boobs prior to getting fat, so I have returned to my prefat boob stage. I graduated from high school wearing training bras. So I should not be having issues about this. Right? Wrong. Now that I have had the opportunity to know what it is to have boobs, I think I going put some back later on down the line.

Heh, a miracle happened last week. I can actually sit on the toilet and wipe myself. You know not have to stand up and do like one Chinese acrobat to take care of business. There was times I almost pulled my arm out of socket. No act like you haven't been there, alright. Smile. Heh, I can get used to this "new/old" skill.

And Kim, I can wash under my feet now, not the step step on the washcloth deal. I can even shave my legs without having to take one breathing break. Quality of life, improving here!