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It has been a while since I have written down what has happened. I went thru the lower lift and feel great. My legs are still a work in progress. My scar is one thin line, not quite all the way around. I am going to cover it up with a tattoo soon. I feel pretty good. God is working and I am starting to really enjoy all the blessings in my life. 

The surgery was pretty easy and so was recovery. I didn't take one pain killer. I was back at work in three weeks and am going to postpone my leg surgery until the holidays, when the weather is cooler. I did feel a little run down, but now am back to my usual running and loving my life again. I hated being bed ridden. I was worried about gaining weight, but I stayed true. Gotta go.

Since the holidays, what a whirlwind. I am having my final surgery in 19 days. I am still writing my book, exercising to run a marathon, and reflecting on the life lessons I have had. I feel awesome, a little worried about money and all I have spent. My oldest daughter is in great physical shape and it's nice to see she won't have to endure what I have endured. I am still humlbe to God for all He has provided. Doors are opening and I truly believe this last year and the future will just keep getting better. I have learned to appreciate my true self, no matter what the shape or size is. It truly matters whats inside that counts. If I have everything, but lost my soul, I heard that last week in church, it made my knees wobble. I am working it, one day at a time.

My arms are just incredible. One more surgery to go. Still trying to run after being down one month without exercise. Trying to stay focused on writing and eating healthy. Job is great, love life well, that needs some help. Kids are superb. God is good.

I cant believe the time has flown by. My arms are great. I cant wait for the next surgery. I started my book. Yes, a book. To help so many others out there, to help myself too. To really start this and finish it, I have had to dive deep into my life and where I am. Things are so clicking for me. I saw the article about a famous star loving herself. Finally, a real woman. I was born with cellulite, while in utero. Thank God. Maybe the stereo types are just that. We are the norm, real live women, living ourlives the way God intended us too. I am happier than I ever have been. God is good, oh, so good.

My arms are doing great, I am doing great. I really feel so good. My phone got stolen last night, I was upset about the numbers, I can't remember anyone's numbers! After the initial shock wore off, God is good. 

I am definitely toying with the idea more of becoming a certified personal trainer. I also am still going to do the pictures after the last surgery. I have worked my butt off for all of this and I deserve it. Life is so good, even ups and downs. I am so blessed. Ok, still cant shake those four pounds. That is ok, I am not gaining anymore and still not allowed to exercise, well run. So, with that, I will keep motivated. The training thing, is just something I like. If I can do it successfully, I would think of it as my career. Who knows. I am just enjoying my life.

My bandages are off my arms, they look great. I have one heck of a bruise on my left under arm. The doctor looked at it and says it is ok, I am still worried. I will see tomorrow what it looks like. I feel good, still tired, arms are so sore. It was worth it. I am worth it. Still attempting to lose that four pounds, it will happen.

Feeling a little tired and still can't exercise. I want to feel better real soon. I am feeling good, but the daily struggles of everything else is overwhelming during the holidays. Having no arm use makes the holidays even more un-organized for me. By this time I have all my shopping done.

Still struggling with the on-line dating. Met I thought a nice guy, haven't heard from him in six weeks. What gives? There is a plan...must have faith and own it.

Went to the Dr.Shuster to follow up on my arms. He sees they look great nine days post op. I really am starting to see that great body I want. Within the next six weeks...here goes the lower lift. I think I will reward myself with a tattoo to cover the scar. Some kinda of sexy belly chain. It will go with my Greek heritage. Hot baby..that is where I am going...totally hot. Thanks to Karlene and Rosie...my angels...so supportive, God their good to me. Thank you.

Still recouping....had surgery 8 days ago. I hate not being able to run...it clears my mind and keeps me focused. Today I feel great. My arms are better....each day...better.

Still get up every morning and live by the scale. Not to bad though. I plan on making it a great day. God has a plan for me. I also know that I will succeed.


Off to neverland....