paula2930
I am back
Jul 10, 2011
11/09/2008
Nov 08, 2008
GREAT week
Aug 28, 2008
1. Someone called me TINY...imagine that word being connected to me!!! I just wanted to kiss the person who said it!!!
2. I can feel my pelvic bone...can actually put my thumb on one side and my index finger on the other....Oh my LORD....I've got bones!!!
3. I borrowed a jacket today from a co-worker. She has what I consider the ideal body shape...I put her jacket on fully expecting it to be too tight and was going to model it for my other co-worker like that to get a laugh...imagine the look on my face when it FIT!!!
WOW!!!!!!
Prepare to laugh out loud:
Aug 13, 2008
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The EpiLady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on.........
My night began as any other normal night—come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.'
So, I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax—you just rub the strips together in your hand; they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else); you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.
So, I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in--so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. I lay the strip across my thigh; hold the skin around it tight and pull. IT WORKS! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.
After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek. I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RRRIIIPPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip. There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!
I start to penguin-walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!
I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter…'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my
friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! It works !!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color...
8/8/08
Aug 08, 2008
Wog on!!
Doylestown 5k
Aug 02, 2008
Next race = Akron RoadRunner Marathon relay
Curious George Strikes Again
Jul 28, 2008
7/27/08
Jul 27, 2008
I hit 162 this morning and only have eight pounds to go til goal. I'm meeting with the NUT on the 8th so hopefully we can work things out as far as carb, protein, etc goals for me while in training. Also, we are going to see what my body fat ratio is...hmmmmmmm.
I'm going to do the Doylestown 5k on Saturday and so far, will be all by myself...no other bariatric babes have volunteered to join me....oh well!!
7/10/08
Jul 10, 2008
I feel like I'm in the "Breck" commercial of the late 70s where the woman says "I told two friends and they told two friends and so on and so on..." In the past two weeks, I've told my WLS story to two family members and believe that one is 99% sure she's going forward with WLS. I've invited both to the Support/Info meeting to get more information and meet my WLS family. Also, I've "recruited" an eight-year WLS graduate to come with me to group on the 15th. He had surgery at AGMC pre-Chlysta and has been doing great! I feel he can be a help to Karrie (almost 5 years out) and to the men in our "little" family!!!
Wog on!!!
6/9/08
Jun 09, 2008
I started the Celebrate Vitamins the other day and I must say YUM to the hot chocolate calcium and grape iron+c chewables!!! I also am doing their multivitamin capsules!
Riverfront Irish Festival 5k RESULTS: 6/8/08 42.08