I wanted to do this for 18 years-since my first child was born and I realized that "pooch" hanging over my pubs was not going away once the baby came out. I hated that pooch. Hating that pooch made me hate my body and forget how incredible it was. That pooch made for a less that spectacular sex life. It made for an inconvenience in finding cute clothes I could feel good in. I had gained and lost weight over the last 20 years and still the pooch was there. Then nursing 4 babies my boobs were no longer sexy. Honey wanted me to wear sexy lingerie but that seemed stupid since the breasts didnt fit into the triangles on the sexy nighties. *ugh*
My sister had the tummy tuck and breast lift and lipo and implants. I didnt think she needed it but looking at her now she looks amazing. I wanted to look amazing too. So I go in for the mtg with the surgeon and 3 weeks later I am scheduled to get the proceedure done. Honey worried about the cost. I got 1/2 of it financed paid the other 1/2 in cash.
The first 3 days were terrible. The pain meds made me sick and throwing up is the scariest and most painful thing! So the first 3 days I wondered why I did this. What was I thinking?? Breast tubes come out-OUCH and gross feeling. Like worms are being pulled out. Gross.
For the first time since I had my 18 yr old son I can stand in front of Honey without shame :) as he applies all my creams and ointments.
Tubes out of the pubic region are very sensative and inconvenient.
I can't believe how every single day I feel a little better.
At 10 days the tummy drain tubes come out-wow that hurt. Burned liked fire and felt so GROSS-like worms being pulled out of my guts-so gross and the fire burning inside was ouch. I screamed and cussed... but it faded in minutes and then I felt silly for being so scared.
Here I am at 15 days post op.
I drove to the school and delivered Valentine's to my 4 kids :) I went small grocery shopping and then was exhausted and needed a nap when I got home. I was sore last night because of walking a lot.
Every single day I am better and I can't believe how much smaller I am.
Besty came over and was amazed at how much smaller I am. I dropped off treats to my oldest and he hugged me (gently) and said how small I am :) THAT makes it worth every single pain and discomfort.
Boobs are finally dropping and not as hard. Swelling should start going down in a few weeks.
Totally worth it!
Cant wait to go shopping!