Ever since high school I have joked about getting a "boob job". I have always been a 34AA - if not less. I'm 5'7" and about 120-125 lbs. During pregnancy and breastfeeding, I loved my 34B-C breasts and was distraught when they practically disappeared after weaning my daughter. After many recommendations I went for a consultation at a very established and well-liked plastic surgery group.
Consultation - The office managed to schedule me the week I called. The staff was extremely likable and made a potentially awkward experience great. The nurse asked my goals then provided me with a bra and implants to try on. Afterwards she took photos then used those with a computer program to show me an estimate of before and after. The physician was wonderful. He examined me, recommended a size, and pointed out features I never noticed. He showed me that my breast tissue was almost equal on both sides but my left chest sticks out a little more than my right. We decided on 375cc (possibly 350cc on the left) high-profile Natrelle silicone implants with submuscular placement with an inframammary crease incision. He and the staff are truly experts! I was so excited I scheduled a surgery appointment that day!
Follow-up - Four weeks before surgery I went to a follow-up appointment where I was provided a shopping list, information, prescriptions, completed lab work, and paid for my surgery.
Surgery - I was the first patient scheduled for the day. I am an ICU nurse so work experiences had me terrified; however, I had a great nurse, CRNA, and physician who totally eased my fears. Dr. Dunagan informed me we could use 375cc on both sides and accept the appearance I've always had or use a smaller implant on the left and appear completely identical. I left it completely with him, he's the expert! Within an hour I was on the OR table and the last thing I remember is the nurses joking with me.
Post-Op Necessities - front-clasp sports bra for two weeks, pillows for sleeping in a sitting position, compression stockings to prevent DVTs the first five says, ICE PACKS (!!!), lots of help, gatorade and crackers
Day 0 - There are maybe two things I remember before waking up in my own bed at home - that's good anesthesia. When I woke up I was more panicked and nauseated than in pain. It felt as if I couldn't move my arms and there was an achy tightness. My mother and two sisters stayed with me and completely spoiled me. They had a notebook with all of my prescriptions and when they were last given so I stayed on a schedule. For pain I took Demerol and Vistaril together, Zofran for nausea, and Flexeril as a muscle relaxer.Honestly this day was a complete blur! But I remember walking to the bathroom to finally look at the results and I was 100% dumbfounded at how great they looked for the very first day. I expected blood, bruising, swelling, you name it but they looked great!
Day 1 - Again I don't remember much at all! I don't recall being in excruciating pain, but just enough to want to medicine. This was the last day I took pain medicine! I started taking Tylenol throughout the day and a muscle relaxer before bed after this day. The office, of course, recommended avoiding NSAIDs (Motrin, Aleve, etc.) which increase your risk for bleeding. I also continued to sleep sitting up and ice my breasts. Every day over the weekend a sweet nurse called to check in on me and update me on what I should expect.
Day 7: Post-Op Apppointment #1 - Today I was able to drive for the first time. I met with the nurse for about 10 mins for her to examine me. She explained the firmness is swelling and they will "settle" into place within three months. She also reminded me to religiously obey my activity restrictions. Dr. Dunagan recommends no lifting over 5 lbs and no reaching above your head.
Day 9-11: Return to Work - So I as I mentioned, I am a nightshift critical care nurse in a surgical-trauma unit. Lots of lifting, turning, pulling, etc. is involved so I was very apprehensive. When I got to work I was relieved I had an easy patient; however, I admitted a difficult patient. Everyone knew I was post-op and glad to help; however, I still found myself in situations where I was reaching and pulling. By the time I was headed home I was so sore and terrified I messed something up. They look great, but honestly I'm still scared I may have overworked.