I've been trying to get a reduction for over ten years now. I'll start with the decision, then give up on it because I figured it would be impossible. It didn't take til last year for me to decide that it HAD to happen. My back was killing me, my shoulders were bruised and it tore my self esteem apart and I'm only 31. Not only that I wanted to become a runner and my breast held me back. However I complete two 5k's and 1 10k. I had to run wearing a regular bra and a compression tank because I seriously could not find a sports bra in my size. When I worked out I hated having to throw on a coat of armor to work out. It was discouraging and it made me give up. I was at my breaking point.
So I contact my doctor to talk about it, he definitely agreed that it needed to happen and he put my referral in to see a surgeon for a consult. Easy huh? That was the only part that was. Even though seeing the surgeon was a breeze, I had to deal with insurance approvals.. They wanted my doctor to write a letter stating my issues and what I have been doing to alleviate my pain. I have been doing nothing. I've been busty since I was a teen, I just dealt with it. I debated on if I wanted to jump through these hoops because I made it this far. As soon as I decided to give it a go, my mother gets in a accident and breaks her femur.. So my chances were fading away. I couldn't have the surgery knowing she would need help recovering, not only that I'm a single parent. I had to play the mom role now with two people.
Goodbye Reduction.....or was it???
So because of my daughter I ended of switching insurance over so she can have better healthcare. We switched over to Kaiser Permanente, I grew up going to their doctors and liked the ease of services. This happened in June, I decided to go for my annual GYN check up in July and without the thought of a BR in my head, my Dr put it right back in by saying....."Do you want a breast reduction?"
She told me she would put the referral in after the appointment and that's exactly what she did.. A week later I got a call to set up an appointment with the surgeon. I decided to set the appointment for August 5th. I didn't know what to expect but I figured there would be more hoops to jump through, but guess what? It wasn't. I met up with him, he checked me out, measured me, took some picture and instantly went into talking about the procedure. I kind of already knew the bulk of it being that I have been researching on my own, but he was also giving me new information. He then asked me my size so he can order my surgical bras..
Say what? Hold on this is sounding too real..
We talked a little more about the surgery, then he handed me some pre op information along with a scheduling number to call. It was going down y'all!! I stopped him to ask, "So this is really happening, like I don't need a approval?" He said nope, I obviously needed it done, and being that it will be outpatient the doctor is the deciding factor. So yes.. It was official, I was going to have the surgery, it was all in the matter of when.
So as soon as the appointment was over, I called to schedule.. I was way to anxious lol. I wasn't in the system yet but she gave me a date window of Nov-Dec. I was cool with that........sort of lol. I called her the next day to see if I was in the system, she remembered me and said that I was and that there was no specific date but it will be in November, but she then offered to put me in the cancellation list. She said if someone cancel I will get a call and it could be at anytime. I was cool with it because I've been ready for this for a very long time.
So with me and my impatience, I called a few days later just to see if I can grab a specific date in November.. She said there weren't any yet..
But...
Someone cancelled, and I can have their spot. See a little impatience will get you somewhere lol. I told her when was this opening, and she said next week on the 20th. Luck has struck I tell ya!! All I had to do was get my mammogram and pre surgical testing done, but it had to be the day after that phone call.. You think I didn't set those appointments up with the quickness???
So now I am set... Testing done, shopping done, and today I'm cleaning.. It may seem rushed but trust me it isn't. I've been prepping since my first encounter with the first surgeon. I had my list and everything. All I had to do was follow through and that's what I did.. So now all I can do is wait til Wednesday, we'll actually Tuesday. I go to the dr for a pre surgery appointment to get drawn on, then it will really be real.. I wonder if he will give me something to calm me down because I know that I will get no sleep the day before the surgery.
Oh as far as sizes.. I'm a 44 J and I'm going to a D cup.. I'm getting a FNG because my breast are insanely huge and the surgery is said to last 6 hours.. SHEESH!!
I am ready though.. I think these next few days are going to be the slowest ever..
Updated on 19 Aug 2014:
ANXIETY MAN!! It cause havoc on my body along with iced coffee when you're lactose intolerant lol. It's 3:41am and for the last few days since my date has been pushed up, sleep has been a thing of the past.
Anyway, today I head out to Capitol Hill (DC) to meet with my surgeon one last time before the surgery tomorrow morning. Nervous? Not yet, just anxious to get it done and over with. I can't wait to see how it feel to have all this weight off my chest. I even started to look up runs to do after I heal up enough to start up again. I was on a medal mission last year but my back pains and seeing my pictures make me stop I looked an awful mess trying to run just wearing a underwire bra and a soft cup bra together. Now I get to buy all the fancy smancy sports bras lol. I can also get back to my weight loss mission. I read a few times about sagging and blah blah when you loose weight after. I'm ready for it if it happens, it won't stop me from obtaining my goals. I would think strength training would keep the skin and muscles tight.
I'm all over the place now lol. Ok, so I plan on fixing a few meals tomorrow so I don't have to cook anything. My bf is going to come pass and check on me throughout my recovery so more than likely I'll be having him do Subway runs lol.
As far as my job, I'm fairly new there so there's no sick leave, no FMLA, it's just I'm taking off and not getting paid. It sucks but this trump, I've been waiting too long for this. But what made me mad is that he expected me to come back to work this Monday coming up. My post op appointment isn't even til that Thursday. So why would I come back to work without seeing my doctor first? He's very insensitive, might I also add that I am a commuter.. I will not be ready for the turns and bumps metro has to offer, especially on a crowded bus. He told me to bring a pillow and hold it up to my chest while I'm on the bus.
What?
So while I'm recovering I'll be looking for a new job lol. I actually already started looking and hope someone calls during my recovery. I hate being there and how he is acting towards my surgery is a mess. I already told him that either by bf or myself will swing pass Friday to pick up my check. I didn't want him to hold it hostage while I am contemplating on whether I want to go back or not.
Ok, I'm yammering. I want to take before pictures today so I can post my after tomorrow.. I also have to take out all my piercings, even my downstairs one (booooooo!!!) and I also need to change my nuvaring before I go because my hands won't be reaching down there for a while. TMI TMI, I know sorry..
Let me go to bed..
Updated on 19 Aug 2014:
It's late.. and it won't let me fix it lol.
Updated on 19 Aug 2014:
What a great day to go to my pre op appointment on metro.. I've been scribbled on and my shirt is low cut.. I think it's pretty funny.. Minus the harem pants I have on.. It's giving me major butt sag..
Updated on 24 Aug 2014:
The surgery went well Wednesday, I guess after doing my research for so long I was already prepared for what to expect. Only thing that happened that I didn't expect was that my temperature went down some. I was kind of out of it but I think the nurse stated that my temp was at 93 and that they was trying to bring it up before I went home. Over and over I kept feeling something roll over my forehead lol.
The ride home was cool, we stopped to pick up more soup for me I stayed in the car and I know I looked crazy because I refused to remove the white surgical bonnet of my head lol. When getting home, I was pretty much done. My bf went home and I went to bed lol.
Since then I've been on UGH Mode all day for the past few days. I'm definitely cool with being homebound but I am just uncomfy something serious. Most of my swelling is under my left arm, and I guess I need to wait for the girls the drop in time because they are high up, but under the breast are shaped odd. I don't even want to go out like this. I am shaped funny. Especially being that once my hidden torso is super long.
Getting the drains removed was great because I didn't know how to hang those things on me. They felt like bloody Christmas ornaments lol. They were either pinned to my shirt or hanging in my pants pockets. I can't say right now if I feel any lighter because standing up straight is difficult because my chest feels super swollen and tight and I can't put my arms down completely because of all the swelling. I'm just in a huge funk. My bf reassured me that things will smooth out and I log on to here to reassure myself, but when you feel like poo nothing will help. I don't even want to go out because I look weird. I also have not gotten a full night of sleep yet. I wake up every other hour with neck pains.
I know I'm whining right now and it's only the beginning.. I just can't wait to see a small glimmer of relief or drop in the lower part of my boobs because it look like I'm rocking bird beaks right now lol.
Well let me go lay back down..
Updated on 25 Aug 2014:
So last night I decided to pop to percocets instead of one. I had the option to do so but only stuck with one. I also decided to stop fighting sleeping sitting up. I just woke up and the swelling is settling down in my left poof under my arm, and the pain and tightness has left. I got up to grab an ice pack to see if it'll help while I fall back asleep, I'm definitely relieved that the poofage under my arm is minimalizing.
I also hopped on Amazon to grab some Champion sports bras that was 2 for 10 in my size. I'm glad I'm a prime member so they'll be here tomorrow. These surgical bras I was given sucks.
OK I'm nodding back off....ttyl
Updated on 25 Aug 2014:
Ok so I'm not completely braless, but I am. I couldn't leave the house with the surgical bra on. It was way too tight once the boob decided to swell a tad because of the extra moving. I decided to put on one of my compression tanks, they are flexible and comfy..
Thats when it hit me.. This has never occurred IN MY LIFE!!! Leaving out the house without a bra has never been a thought in my mind.. But today as I run errands with my bf, the girls will be relaxing..firmly but definitely feeling the freedom with gauze attached
Updated on 25 Aug 2014:
Going out with just the compression tank felt so much better, but the walking took a toll on me a few times. I started to feel some tightness off and on. We finally sat down to eat and I noticed something..
No table top chillin..
My boobs no longer rested on the table LOL!!! My bf looked at me and said "It's a whole new world for you huh??"
Today was definitely a better day.. Now I need to put these chips down..
Updated on 25 Aug 2014:
I am not sleeping in my surgical bra tonight. I put it back on after I took off my compression tank and the ribbing under the bra started to irritate my bottom incisions. I threw on a snug tank top and my new sports bras will be here tomorrow. I'm also going to call my surgeon about this issue cause I know I need to have the bra on but I can't get with the discomfort... Anyone else have issues like this?
Updated on 27 Aug 2014:
So today I had a job interview..
I didn't make it..
Everything was great until I started to get dressed, the pressure hit me. It felt like someone sat straight on my chest. I started to think about how I would feel to hop in a cab, get on the train, and walk two blocks feeling like this. I had to wave the white flag. I had to email them in hopes that they can reschedule me. But right now, I'm in no position to do much. Even a new pain popped up on the side of my ribs. SMH today is not my day to leave this house. I'm also down to my last Percocet.
Updated on 28 Aug 2014:
It went well minus my bp being up some, I take it was from me trying to play big shizz and traveling on my own on the train and walking two blocks. I was told that I was healing fine and the space in the middle of my chest will puff out. Right now I definitely don't look like a d cup. More like a little c because they are high on my chest and the bottom as the settle, and with my long torso I look funny lol.
Anyway, I told him how I have not got one night of complete sleep yet, even on the percocets. He wanted to prescribe me sleeping pills, but I declined. I will find some natural option.
So I left with another refill of percocets, and was told to sleep upright for about a month (booooooooo) and to start rubbing my scars with my oil or whatever of choice. I followed everyone else and got the Palmers Vitamin E oil.. I'm not really leaking much anywhere, just little spots here and there around the nipple and on my sides where the drains were.
I decided tonight I decided to take 2 percocets than the usual one I was taking and maybe an hour and a half later took another because I was tossing and turning. That 3rd one definitely stopped it.. literally. I was awake in and out but my body remained in one postion. Like I was glued to the bed. Trippy!! But still.. no complete sleep..
Pfffth..
Updated on 28 Aug 2014:
It's 1:30 am lol