All my life, I loved tastefully done girlie calendars. Not that I was obsessed with what day it was, but rather each month I could see a vision of what I wanted to look like. I loved to see that vision and indulge in that fantasy daily.
Early this year, a rep was in handing out calendars and we had a choice of topics. I asked for a girlie calendar. A woman co-worker asked me why I'd want one. Being pre-op at the time, I replied that I wanted to see what I could look like....
Now, at over 4 months, post-op, I know I'm looking at my last one. I look like that now.
I'll have no need for one next year. My view of the female body is completely different. It's just another body like mine. No attraction, no big deal, no stimulation. It may help me with diet or exercise, but that's it.
I think I'll choose kittens or flowers next year...
