I went for several consults in Houston and all said my implants were too small for the amount of natural breast tissue I had so the PS I chose suggested I consider going to 400cc. Now, I don't know about anyone else but it's difficult to imagine what the implants in the office will actually look like inside you! The PS had an easy manner and lots of clients so I agreed to go bigger. Except I wound up with 475cc and wound up a 34DDD. I cannot say that I didn't enjoy my larger, firmer and perfectly perky breasts for about 2 years but, quite soon after that, I began a love/hate relationship with them. Shopping for age appropriate ( I was 48 and fit ) and professional clothing was a nightmare; I found a great seamstress who suggested I fit the girls first and she could deal with the rest...oh, the $$$ I spent with her! I had always been into fitness and wearing 2 bras and still bouncing wasn't fun...I dreaded the gym and the stares from strangers. I found myself looking at other women my age and coveting their smaller chests.
Six years ago I met the man who is now my husband and after dating for about 8 months, we went away for the weekend and decided to go shopping...his treat! It was then he got to see first hand what a frustrating experience that was...I would up with a great pair of shoes ( they ALWAYS fit ) and couple of skirts. He later told me that he hadn't been attracted to me solely because of my large chest; they were nice but he was much more interested in the size of my heart and my brain.
Cut to 2012...Dr. Caridi at Westlake PS performed an implant exchange/breast lift in June and, all of a sudden , I knew I'd made a mistake. Not with the lift...he did a wonderful job in lifting my saggy, uneven boobies ( his words ) to a much perkier level on my chest. It was the implant size....I had mentioned being smaller to him so many times but he's the expert and gave me 350cc and I'm still large...34DD. After all was said and done I wound up being 1 cup size smaller. Ugh. Same shopping woes, same exercise issues, plus I noticed that most women my age ( I'm now 58) look silly with high and firm chests...like they're trying too hard to hang onto youth. Hell, bring on old age...I'm ready to meet it with my short grey hair (love) and my soon-to-be natural breasts.
SO...I am having explant under local next week in his surgical suite. He understood my reasons and didn't attempt to talk me out of it...even gave me the "frequent client" discount...says I'll do fine as the lift he performed less than 2 years ago will go a long way in the appearance of my natural breasts. I honestly felt as tho a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders and cannot wait for that to actually happen!
Several girlfriends have problem-free implants...look and feel great and that's good for them; it just never was that way for me. I look back at this expensive experiment and realize how many shoes I could have purchased, the places I could've gone, the people I could've helped, etc. with the money I spent on my breasts. Not to mention the time spent in dealing with them.
There are no photos of my once-larger breasts but, trust me, they were big on a 5'7, 135# woman...I will post current photos followed by explant ones. This website is a brilliant forum for sharing stories...so glad I found it.