Breast Reduction: Stories

Hello,
So after years of trying to figure out if I should do the whole breast reduction thing and several years of constant neck and back pain, I finally decided that 2011 was my year. I was apprehensive and nervous because I have an auto-immune disease that I thought would stand in my way of having this surgery, but it didn't. THANK GOD!!!!

I started the journey in early March of this year. I went for a consult and left the office mad as crap because the plastic surgeon says that in addition to the charges that wuold be covered by insurance, he also charges an additional $1700 or to make the breasts more shapely. I was pissed because after all of the conversations I have had with friends and acquaintances, none of them told me about this 'hidden charge'. Well after I talked to my God-mom, who just had the surgery, she told me she went to him first as well and switched doctors because of the same thing.

So, anyway I went to a new doctor who is great and started the process. The first go around the insurance company denied me because they wanted to see more attempts by my family doctor to try and remedy the pain. Well my doctor and I both thought that was so silly but started the processes anyway. I did an MRI in June that showed muscle spasms and arthritis in my neck. He tried giving me muscle relaxers and anti-inflammatory medication but of course that provides only temporary relief and kept me knocked out most of the time.

Five months later my plastic surgeon and I submitted the info again and YES, I WAS APPROVED! I scheduled my surgery for September 29th... one week from today.

I cannot wait, I currently wear a 46DDDD and probably should be in the next letter size but I cannot bring myself to do it. My plastic surgeon says that I will probably end up a small D cup....WOW!!!! I am trying to imagine how I will look and I have been pushing my boobs in, in front of the mirror to try and get a visual but they are so dang big. My fiance says he think I will be fine, I think he is just anxious to see the finished product. So am I.