So my biggest weird irrational fear about the surgery? That I will be in a coma-like state from the anesthesia but still hear and feel everything that is going on. When I told the nurse that, she said a lot of people had the same fear, and promptly prescribed me some valium to take the night before. That nurse is The Shiz.
I took my before photos this weekend, which I will share later when I have some After photos to compare them to. I can sum them up in one word: SCURRY. For reals. When I had my last visit to the doc before surgery day, they took their own before photos. I stood there, and the nurse said, "okay, let out your stomach muscles." I thought I already had let them out, but apparently not. I have become so accustomed to automatically holding them in because I'm self-conscious about them that I had not seen them all hanging out (so to speak) maybe ever. Suffice it to say, I looked pregnant. NOT a good look.