Coming clean
Well, I have been out of the closet for about 36 hours now. Or maybe I should say from behind the door.
My parents showed up a little after noon yesterday. I stood behind the hotel door while the boys rushed them. I don't know what made the boys more excited...seeing their grandparents for the first time in a long while or showing me off. Even before I exposed myself, the boys were telling them to look at me. I had thought about having a camera ready to get a picture of that first look. And, I probably should have done so because the looks on their faces were priceless. After they picked their chin from off the floor, the complements started. That was very cool. LOL Then my second son dropped the bomb. "Mom, did you show her the scar yet?" Opps. That wasn't really the plan. My dad didn't hear. But, my mom sure did. There was a lot of action in the room at that moment. So, I asked her down to the lobby of the hotel. I described the operation and answered all of her questions. But, being in shock, she didn't have all that many at that time. I also explained why I didn't tell her. The poor woman went through so many emotions. At one time, there were tears in her eyes. As a mom, I can understand.
After, we headed back to the room where I took her to my web page. My dad was still clueless until he saw my before and after photos. I hadn't noticed that my first photo says pre-op on it. My dad immediately saw it and wanted to know exactly what op I was pre for. He was thinking tummy tuck. I pulled up another person's webpage because she had some good pictures to help me explain what the surgery involved. Then there were more questions. In fact, the questions haven't stopped.
Over all, they are happy for me. I printed off my diaries for them to read. And, to keep them safe, I put them in our fire safe. Then I promptly forgot where I put the key. Tonight, my dad told me that he was glad that I didn't tell them. He said he wouldn't have slept for 6 month from worry. He also told me that I shouldn't lose even one more pound. When I mentioned that I would like to lose another 20, I thought they might smack me across the back of the head.
So, over all I did the right thing by not telling them. And, now was the right time to tell them. They are going to be active in helping me find a new surgeon to take over my after care. And, after seeing my lose skin, my mom said they will help me find a good plastic surgeon.
Now I get to see the rest of DH's huge family. One of his brothers drove all over town looking for us the other night because he had heard that I was skinny. (I still can't get used to saying or thinking of myself as "skinny.") The poor guy didn't know we had left town for a couple of days. Then tonight I was supposed to go with DH to see him. But, I was tired and wanted to come back to the motel. He just might kick my butt when I finally see him. DH warned me to expect to be picked up. With DH's family, I am averaging about one family member a day. At this rate, it will take me the rest of the year to see them all.
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