I am shaking as I write this post. Today is such a monumental and auspicious occasion to me and it is not even 10 AM on the West coast. In between shaking and crying tears of joy I am just overwhelmed with happiness of how my face was just unveiled. After almost 18 years (more than half my life) and a dozen procedures that included a total of over 40 hours of general anesthesia, my journey has met its final destination this week in the hands of Dr. Rollin Daniel. I told Dr Daniel, whom I will only call "The Master" from this day forward "the last time I felt this much joy I held my daughter for the first time"
Not only can I breath better than when I was a child, my nose is what Picasso could only wish for the Mona Lisa. I truly did not understand the magnitude to which I was stifled until the tubes came out today. I know now what people feel like when they get heart and liver transplants -- there is a whole new lease on life.
If my plane crashes today en route to my wonderful family, I insist on an open casket for at least a month so people can pay homage to this masterpiece Dr Daniel has created. I was in agony quite a bit this week with my rib removal and now it is similar to having a child, you forget all the pain when you see how much pleasure something brings you!
I have called Lloyd's of London to insure this work of priceless art. My next call will be to Harry Winston to downsize my ($126 a barrel) diamonds since I am no longer in need of these stone to distract from the "Bozo the Clown-Rudolph-WC Fields" hybrid I was forced to bear...OK, kidding on the downsizing part.
OK, everyone knows a few things about me.....I am totally in love with my family, crazy about my husband, territorial about my children. But in reality, can you tell how wild I am about my nose???? Alas, most importantly I can BREATH!!!!!!!
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