When I think of yeast I think of baking bread. The smell as it rises warms a person's soul. Yeast can also make most women cringe in the form of a nasty infection in the nether regions. One thing I never expected was to strip down to get in the shower and smell a bakery. Yep. I smell like bread. Why? I have yeast infections underneath both of my breasts, between my fat rolls, in the crevices of both of my legs, and even in my belly button. All I can say is fan-freakin'-tastic! Now I have to battle the fat people smell and the bread smell. Oh, the fabulous trials of a fat woman.
In an earlier post I mentioned going to Mexico for a gastric bypass. I have been doing a lot of research and I think I'm leaning more towards a gastric sleeve. There are several companies out there that do medical tourism. It's where they help people, like me, whose insurance won't cover certain surgeries find affordable prices in other countries. The higher end ones make sure their surgeons are internationally certified and their facilities are top of the line. Hmmmm....
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