Full on abdominoplasty. I went from 142kg to 76kg, mind so quite a change though it didn't really look that bad, just a bit wrinkly. It was pretty obvious to the touch/pull though. And you really wouldn't have wanted to see me do a plank!
Mentioned it off-hand to my GP and he arranged a consulation with someone. I was a little shocked that it'd be something suggested by him and left without really discussing it. Then I got an appointment through the post and thought I'd go along, fully expecting to be told to go away and stop wasting NHS time. But to my surprise, I got there, the guy poked and prodded me for 2 minutes and said "yep, we'll do this, this and this. Expect a letter in the post". A couple of weeks later I got a letter with a time/date for surgery.
By this point, I thought what the hell and just went with it. Mental procedure when you think about it, but I'm glad I had it done and bar a faint scar, you'd not know I'd never been anything other than a Wiggo-esque build.
An interesting thing I noted was that all the way though, virtually everyone I dealt with at the hospital appointments, in the hospital and in aftercare - nurses, doctors, consultants all assumed that my weightloss was the result of a gastric band and seemed to have a bit of a snooty attitude toward me. As soon as we talked and I explained it was purely cycling, their attitudes changed instantly and everyone became much nicer.
Full on abdominoplasty. I went from 142kg to 76kg, mind so quite a change though it didn't really look that bad, just a bit wrinkly. It was pretty obvious to the touch/pull though. And you really wouldn't have wanted to see me do a plank!
Mentioned it off-hand to my GP and he arranged a consulation with someone. I was a little shocked that it'd be something suggested by him and left without really discussing it. Then I got an appointment through the post and thought I'd go along, fully expecting to be told to go away and stop wasting NHS time. But to my surprise, I got there, the guy poked and prodded me for 2 minutes and said "yep, we'll do this, this and this. Expect a letter in the post". A couple of weeks later I got a letter with a time/date for surgery.
By this point, I thought what the hell and just went with it. Mental procedure when you think about it, but I'm glad I had it done and bar a faint scar, you'd not know I'd never been anything other than a Wiggo-esque build.
An interesting thing I noted was that all the way though, virtually everyone I dealt with at the hospital appointments, in the hospital and in aftercare - nurses, doctors, consultants all assumed that my weightloss was the result of a gastric band and seemed to have a bit of a snooty attitude toward me. As soon as we talked and I explained it was purely cycling, their attitudes changed instantly and everyone became much nicer.