Plastic surgery II

What is your problem he asked?
For real, thats what he said.

But it gets even worse.

Problem, problem I said while taking of my glasses.
I am thinking of having my upper eye lids done.

He stared at me and said.
I can understand that very well.

......
And see, I've got this little fat thingy on top om my eye here, so I was hoping you could get rid of that while you were there anyway.

Ooo, that's not all the fat we'll get rid of he said.
There is a lot of fat there that actually should be in your eye-socket.

That's it.
I mean fat hips ok.
Fat knees ok.
but fat eyes!

The date is set. October 8th I will cross my swords with this doctor and get this settled.

MonsterJam

Ok guys.
What did I learn today?
For starters that you'd better plug in those ear plugs they provide for free the moment you sit down.
That Maximum Destruction is not Morten talking about what he's going to do to his sister but the name of a truck.
That a donut is not always eadible.
That freestyle motorcross is awesome.
That Timo can make a hell of a lot of noise.
That you'd better bring a lot of cash with you coz 1. the merchandise is not cheap and 2 there are no (that is ZERO) ATM's at the Gelredome.
That for once, the girls bathrooms were always empty, while the boys stood in line.
That MonsterJam was way more fun (and the boys had a fantastic day-although Morten is doing his utmost to not show that in the latest photo) than I feared.
O and that these are the only photo's I have, coz I wasn't allowed to bring my camera in for the show (too professional and who knows, I might make good photo's then and sell them myself?)

Robbert, being unemployed at the moment, decided to take Timo to the Efteling yesterday.
He's complaining of sore stomach muscles this morning coz, to name one, they did the Python (a rollercoaster that isnt't named like that for nothing) NINE times.
In the evening we went out for dinner and Caroline wanted to know when it was her time to call in fake sick at school!

Btw, yes that is a hat she is wearing and she is combining it with a new pair of skinny jeans and a pyama jacket.
Any magazine out there interested in a 6 yr old intern for the styling department?

Cosmetic surgery

Ok.
so Robbert and I had been thinking about doing a double surgeon exchange present for Christmas, last year, but somehow that didnt happen and i didn't think anything of it anymore.

That is until I saw the holiday photos.
Seriously, there is one where i look like I am well above 70
eyes wise that is.
Its taken 'en profile' and i just don't have an eye lid anymore.
I cant even explain it but believe me, it looks ridiculous.

So what does one do in times like these?
One goes to ones hairdresser.

Whatever you do, you do both upper and lower eyes she said.
Huh?
O yeah. Coz once you have done your upper eye lids, you only emphasize the wrinkles underneath.
Makes sense, but I didnt think i really needed that.
O and dahling she said.
stop right there, coz whenever i go there, i put on my turtle neck, lay my head on the counter so that is all they can see and then i ask for a little filler.
coz really i might go on for ever.
did you ever notice my tummy?
or did you know i have the perfect bra size. Only thing is, i roll 'm up and then put them in.
or that pleated skirt i have at the back of my upper legs.
or the chicken wings on my arms.
No girl, you just have to decide; till here and no further.

So I make an appointment at this clinic.
Robbert and I take an afternoon off and head over.
And you cant help but sort of scrutinize the people you meet there.
What on earth can she be here for?
Are they here for her or him?

Anyway, after 40 minutes waiting!! the doctors aid comes to pick up the list I had to fill in (medical history, expectations, that sort of thing).
she sort of goes over it, so when THE doctor finally comes in, i wont take up too much of his precious time with stupid questions she should have shielded from him.

The moment is there.
THE doctor comes in.
the doctor to be precize coz he's about 60 and i tower over him.
What would you like to know he asks.
what i can expect,how much it will hurt and till when i am good again i say.
so he asks me to step in front of the mirror and tells me where he's going to draw a line and what he will remove.
and yes, i will be locally sedated and no that wont hurt.
and i will be fine till i am about 60 again.
final question on my side; can you make sure i dont like a scary weazel 2 seconds before he's getting run over by a car and looks into its front lights?
yes says the doctor, coz that might only happen if you also do a brow lift.

ok set, I say and after i get another brochure, a recipe for painkillers and some eye drops we are off.

next week i am going for a second opinion to the surgeon my hairdressers been to.
see, with a husband who's just been laid off, every penny counts.
and as it happens, her guy is 500 euro cheaper.
to be continued!

This sums it up. Add a couple of hours in the morning for when the boys had their judo tournament, add a couple of hours afterwards for when we had pizza at the pool, but yeah, we pretty much saw the boys loose 9 matches all together and Caroline turn ill.

So looking forward to tomorrow.