Here's how it starts. I was at friend's 50th birthday and party and the subject turned to getting work done, who's had work done, who would & wouldn't have work done – like that…
One woman recounted this horror story:
"I ran into a woman at a party who was depressed because her best friend had liposuction surgery. She was sent home after the procedure and died later that night. She was 52 years old I think, and was a mother."