Last year when I turned 60 I really didn’t feel any different because in my mind 60 was just a number. But I did ponder what turning 60 meant and whether or not I should feel different than when I’d turned 50. I recognize I’m entering a new stage of life, but I’ve yet to get my arms around what that actually means. Is 60 the new 40? Will 80 be the new 60? Or, is 60 just 60? I don’t really know with any clarity.
It’s tempting to buy a Groupon or Daily Deal for Botox, Laser Treatment or Fillers. Maybe you are new-bee to Botox or Fillers and the price is enticing. So you book an appointment, only to either have a bad experience or spend more money than you planned.
Now, I’m not saying that all Groupons and Daily Deals are misleading or that the doctor is inexperienced in the field of aesthetic medicine.
However, keep in mind that a busy practice or medical spa does not need to advertise in Groupon and Daily Deals.
With the continued explosion of cosmetic treatments and surgery plus the declining rate of insurance reimbursements for medical doctors, more non-core specialty doctors will decide enter this very lucrative business. Before you consider cosmetic procedures answer these questions first.
1.What are my expectations? My aesthetic goals? 2.What is my budget for consultations and the procedure? 3.Do I have the time to do the research on doctors or do I need more guidance ? 4.How many consultations will I go to? 5.Will I have the emotional support of my family both pre-op and post-op? 6.Does the procedure fit into my lifestyle? 7.Can I take the time I need to recover?
Five hours later, I woke up. No nausea. I was under MAC monitored anesthesia care. Felt nothing and had no nausea. Definitely a better option then general anesthesia. I would recommend not going under general, however it is best to confer with your surgeon.
My head felt tight. I had a helmet on covering my head, which wrapped around my chin, and my eyes were gooey from the ointment in them. I felt a little pain around the area where the sutures were and took a Vicodin . I heard my nurse’s voice, but I could not really see her. I don’t remember how I got dressed, but I do remember getting into the car to drive to the Hyatt, down the road. Once there I got undressed and went straight to bed.