I thought its only right to continue my long journey with my full day before the op and how I'm feeling today. But before I start I just wanted to say thank you to everyone on this site who have inspired and supported me through this ordeal, which just like many have suffered since the age of 12.
So the night before I didn't get much sleep, I dozed off around 2am and woke up at 5.30am. My addmission time was 8.30 but we got to St Johns around 7.30 and was made very welcome from the start. A young gentlemen collected me from downstairs with my mum and took us to the ward upstairs. Said hello to the lovely nurses who make you feel straight at home and then sat down in my new head quarters. Filled a few forms out with lunch, I choose roasted honey sandwhich, chocolate ice cream and a apple juice.
I got dressed in my new attire around 9am, for some reason I was never given the dreaded stockings that everyone panics about. Luckily I was given a dressing gown because I was exposed at the back which was not a great site (Just my boxers shorts)!
So after getting suited and booted I waited till Karidis came to take pictures and mark me up. I was third on the list and was called into surgery around half 11, when a lovely nurse walked me to the ward, thankfully I walked out in my dressing gown otherwise it would been the last embarrassing situation my moobs have put me in.
So take down to theatre I was greeted by a woman and gentlemen who filled out some forms and then put me to sleep. I remember laughing and then waking up with a woman to my left hand side, feeling very groggy and stiff. I was taken to my room for lunch, once your taken back your gonna be very tired my advice is to drink loads of water. I was struggling to stay awake for a couple of hours but found drinking water and going toilet helped. Also your gonna be very uncomfortable so be prepared for that mentally if you can.
It was a really long day, just wanted to get it over with and still had the journey home in the heat.
I was told I could go home around 3pm after seeing Jasmine who gave me my tablets and two different sized vests and luckily she did because the medium never fitted today. Everyone was so welcoming and make the day as easy as possible. I never saw Karidis after the op, I put that down to being a very busy man and it didn't really matter. Not sure how much fat and gland were taken out but will be told in a week or two.
Journey home was horrible, you feel stiff but able to walk I wore a zipped jumper and it was baking on the tubes. But lady luck was on my side because the tubes wasn't packed and it was a good quick journey. I would recommend anyone going for surgery to have someone with them or at least have a friend or family member to pick you up. Having my mum around made the day that much bearable because you can't carry anything heavy and its been a long day.
Sleep was horrible, I kept dozzing in and out but for only 10min or 20min at a time. Sleeping upwards is horrible, add the fact you need to go toilet after rehydrating yourself. I must have went to the toilet 10 times in a space of 4 hours. I woke up around 4am after only getting 3hrs kip, but nodded off around 7 till 10 when I layed down straight.
The worst part was the compression vest which makes things 10 times worse, the vest you get has this extra padding which tightens everything. You think your gonna feel like this for a few days but once you take it off you feel much better, even if you feel weird at first.
So shower time, or hand wash for me because I don't have a shower. I got undressed which felt weird, can't describe the feeling but its not nice taking everything off and getting washed. Then taking the pads off wasn't nice, but I left on the plasters for tomorrow after I wossed out.
The vest was murder getting on, I had a bad feeling it wasn't gonna fit at first.
Overall I'm over the moon at my results on day one, hopefully I can get your thoughs on what you think but I really did prepare for the worst and so far I'm happy. Long road ahead but its nothing compared to living with moobs for 10 years.
Just a case of resting and getting back in shape which will be much more inspiring knowing my moobs have gone and it just a case of getting rid of my belly and love handles.