Lemme Check My Couch Cushions for Spare Change

Just got home from my appointment. Whew.

Nothing quite like standing in the middle of a fluorescent-light-filled office with your giant lippy legs hanging out to be examined. No matter how many times you tell yourself that this is a doctor, he sees lippy legs all the time, it's totally okay ... it just doesn't feel okay. It's humiliating.

But.

I got my quote.

That's three surgeries total. Two on the thighs and one on the calves. We'll reassess at that point. 

For now, though, it's a matter of wait-and-see. The insurance company may green light me and say it's a go. In which case, I'm on my way to getting my life back and sooner rather than later! But they may not. A denial is a very real possibility.

This is where we are. Lipedema is a day-by-day disease. It's chronic. It doesn't go away. It doesn't magically get better. You just do your best with it where you are now. So that's what I'm doing. It's really all I can do.