Another year has gone by and today is the 1st day of 2020! I’m officially 15 days post-op from my abdominoplasty and about 4.5 years post op from my first liposuction. I can’t believe it’ll be 5 years since I was first diagnosed with Lipedema in the fall of this Continue Reading
Lipedema
First Liposuction Treatment Didn’t Happen
My first liposuction treatment didn’t happen last week, like it was scheduled to. I had arranged time off from work, canceled a trip to the US where I was asked to participate in a yearly industry convention, and my husband had taken a week off work to take care of Continue Reading
Deciding to go the liposuction route for my lipedema
I haven’t had time to really write much in the past month, as my job has been very busy. However, at the end of November I had a consultation with the leading Lipedema liposuction surgeon in the Netherlands and he approved me for the treatment. In total, I’ll be having Continue Reading
Lipedema Diagnosis, MLD, and Health Insurances
So Monday, an envelope from my insurance company was laying in wait for me. Not surprising since I’ve recently started the manual lymph drainage massages and will be getting compression stockings in a few weeks as well. However, what I wasn’t really prepared for was what this letter said. In Continue Reading
Manual Lymph Drainage Massage Therapy
When the dermatologist at the hospital diagnosed me with Lipoedema, she prescribed two things. Compression stockings to help press the fluid out of my legs, and manual lymph drainage massage therapy (MLD). So off I went to one of the local huid en oedeemtherapie clinics for an intake session. I Continue Reading
Cats, bruises, and Lipedema
A few days ago I was at my MLD (manual lymph drainage) treatment and the skin care therapist assigned to me noticed some odd bruising among all of the bruises on my right leg (it currently looks like a war zone). She asks me if I had cats? I said yes, Continue Reading
Before the Lipedema Diagnosis
Since I was around 10, I was always pudgy and on the “heavy” side for my age. I can remember when I was 7 or 8 being taken over to the Children’s Hospital in Seattle to see why I was pudgy, but the only thing they could come up with Continue Reading