I started w a small B cup and was happy enough until I had a baby. My girls inflated to a small C, then 18 months later, what my baby was done nursing, they shriveled into flappy A cups, with strangely stretchy nipples. I felt like I was removing my breasts at the end of each day, when I took off my Miracle bra, so finally, for my 30th birthday, went ahead and got them done. We did tons of research, and opted, for my surgery, a plastic surgeon who is highly credentialed, describes

I had a slightly lowered brow and wanted to raise it a bit. I paid for sedation, but was operated on for an entire afternoon without any sedation, since Dr. sent the anesthetist home (saves him money). I was awake, in pain, and terrified for hours. I could hear the loud sound of the needle going into and out of my head. Dr. has had six shoulder surgeries and complained during the entire procedure about how tired he was,how he couldn't get the needle through my skin,