1. Do you recognise me yet? I ask James.
No, he grins.
Well I recognise you, so can you hurry up so we can resume life as normal?
I’ve been back home in London for about 12 hours, most of which James has spent staring at me when he thought I didn’t notice. He’s not convinced, I think.
I can see how Normal People would find you more attractive now than before, but I’m not convinced yet. I’ m going to need a couple of days more, he says, pensively. You have porridge on your chin, by the way.
Just as well I could never doubt his deep, unwavering love and support for me, really. 
2. When travelling, men offer to carry my luggage for me.
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It’s sad that this is the world we live in but there’s no doubting the effect of what you’ve had done! I just can’t wait, it’s been so exciting to see your progress, if only I had as long to recover!!
Glad things are going well – and James will get used to it and forget what you looked like before in no time – a bit like a new haircut/hair colour, but perhaps just a *little* more drastic..
xxx
Comment by V — August 28, 2008 @ 3:01 pm |
James sounds like my husband. “You look different”. Different good or differnt bad? “Just different”. My parents were more blunt about it. “You look terrible. Your face is guant and your eyes look “unhealthy”". Thanks Mom & Dad.
Today I saw someone for the first time in weeks and was asked if everything was okay, was I alright.
My changes have been more subtle than yours and wish mine had the positive impact on my profile like yours did. (I also started with an underbite).
Comment by annie — September 2, 2008 @ 7:45 pm |