I didn't have these huge, fat arms in my 20s. My body continued to just store fat in my thighs and buttocks so it didn't concern me all that much. Many people wish for a big booty, I've just always had one. In my early 30s I started to store fat all over, but still in a fairly proportionate manner. The more and more I gained, the more unattractive it became. I eventually started storing fat in my arms and lower legs. That's when the complications with lymphedema in my legs started and my arms were just....HUGE!
Now, though I work my arms regularly and the fat becomes smaller while the muscle gets bigger, my skin just can't keep up at my age. I stretched them too far, and just don't have the elasticity to undo the damage I've done.
DAMAGE I HAVE DONE! I ABUSED MY BODY! It's time people start saying it. While I'm all for self love and body acceptance, people need to understand that you are choosing to abuse yourself if you continue to overeat, eat crap food, remain sedentary, etc.
Anyway, I am filled with mixed emotions knowing that plastic surgery is about to become part of my journey. I have been very fortunate in all my 44 years and haven't had to have any sort of major surgery. I've had a tubal ligation and cholecystectomy (gall bladder removal), both laparoscopic. I haven't had any large incisions, have no idea how well my body heals from them and fear what my scars might look like. BIG SCARS. But, having the skin out of the way will make my new, very physically active life so much easier.
Besides, if the scars are bad, I'll just get sleeves (tattoos) to hide them.
I've done a lot of research and consults to find the doctor I have chosen. He was recommend by a friend and is local to me here in the Phoenix valley. I did find a surgeon in Mexico I was willing to go with, but...the thought of coming home the same day, recovering in my own space, and being able to get right in with him if there's a complication makes the extra cost worth it...to me.
I will keep you all posted on the process, procedure, and recovery as I go.
I have two months to lose even more fat, get my arms as ready as possible, and to process all of my mixed emotions. I am so ready to lose these wings.