First let me say how much I appreciate everyone who's taken the time to write their story. It's so helpful! The details and the pictures are great for knowing what to expect during healing, where otherwise there'd be endless opportunities to freak out...:-P.
About me - I've been thinking about this since I had my son almost 13 years ago. I was a reasonable DD, and quite fit, but it all went to hell with a pregnancy at 40, lolol! Totally worth it, but now I want my body back, or as much of it as surgery can give me. As I lie here typing this, I have to physically lift my boobs out of the way to get my t-rex arms close enough to my body to type. My boobs just ooze right into my armpits and snuggle there. The upside of the sag factor is that the weight isn't all on my chest, but they do affect my breathing. I'm active and athletic, and I'm really hopeful that they'll be less of an obstruction when they're done. I tried playing golf once; that was comedy gold. I play competitive tennis, and I'm sure smaller, higher boobs are going to positively affect my stance, center of gravity, and stroke.
As I get older, the aesthetics matter less to me than the long-term health/joint benefits, but vanity definitely plays a part. I remember going to see one PS for a reduction, and he told me I'd be able to wear a backless dress. I literally cried in his office. I'm sure some of you can relate. The fit of the clothes, the ease of buying normal sizes, the perky bralessness (I haven't EVER had that, as my girls were saggy from go), all these things are like a dream! I'm really looking forward to being able to see my waist! That earlier doctor told me a reduction would give the impression that I'd lost 10-20 pounds, just because I'd have a more visible waistline! Alas, I was not ready, and chickened out of the surgery date.
Part of my problem is that my husband is vehemently opposed to this. He's afraid the scarring will turn him off to the point that he's no longer attracted to me. He's visual, I get it, but it's made it so much harder for me to make this decision in my own favor. I saw two other doctors over the years, and chickened out each time for fear I'd lose my husband. This time, though, I'm determined. My shoulders always hurt, as does my back, the strap grooves are ridiculous, and I think I have permanent channels dug into my shoulders. I have constant irritation and rashes under my breasts, and the underwire leaves regular bruises. so painful at the end of the day. Or the middle of the day. All the time, really.
Anyway, this time last year I started looking for a Plastic surgeon again. I asked around and finally ended up finding one on the internet. This is not a good thing to tell people who worry about you, lol. Anyway, his reviews and those of his staff were amazing. I went to meet with him, and though I was initially awkward, scared and a little defensive, he was great. SO kind, clear, and patient. So I did what anyone would do - I let him perform surgery on my face to make sure he was good enough to do my boobs, lololol! Seriously, though, I had drooping eyelids to such an extent that I couldn't really see when I smiled. Just pillows surrounding my eyeballs. He did the surgery last June, and I'm really happy with the results. He's even going to do a minor touch up or two while he's got me on the table. Like many of you, my surgery is covered by insurance, so there's a waiting list. A few days before my eyelid surgery, I got a call from the hospital to book my reduction for the next day! I freaked out, nearly threw up, and then said no thank you, lol. That happened a couple of times. Every time I said no, I thought they'd push me back another year on the list (it's generally a 1-2 year wait) but I just hadn't got my head around it. In September they called me in to do a pre-op visit and various tests, but no date. I got a call for a January date but again said no - too soon!!! They said they'd be calling me in February, but I hadn't heard anything by the end of March, so I called to make sure they hadn't kicked me off the list. The coordinator gave me a date right then and there, and it was perfect! Enough time to prepare, and the date falls in a perfect time frame for me to be able to heal. Good sign! I look forward to hearing from you all, and to reading you!
Updated on 8 May 2018:
So this is a fairly comprehensive “before” collection. I’ll be having lipo on my trunk, my chin, and around the reduction site. I really trust my PS, so I think I’ll give him free rein with the lipo. I’m not sure it’ll be a one shot deal.
Updated on 9 May 2018:
My surgery date is still over 3 weeks out, and I’m already nervous. I tried on a bra today and thought “they don’t look so big, and they look GOOD in a bra”. Then I thought about scarring and it made me a little sad. I think this is probably normal, so I’m trying to focus on the positives.
1. I can currently wear one bra cup as a hat. And so can my husband. That is far too much boob.
2. No muscle will be touched, so it’s a less painful and serious recovery that some surgeries.
3. Everybody looks so perky in their after shots - it’s so encouraging!
4. 97% “worth it” rating.
5. Covered by insurance, woot woot!
6. My nipples dangle somewhere near my navel at the moment. They can only go p from here.
7. No more 2-Sports-bra workouts!
8. No more bruising of ribs from the massive underwire.
9. No more rashes or deep grooves in shoulders/chest.
10. At least reduced head, neck, back and shoulder pain.
11. More freedom and ease in physical activity, and less obstruction for sports like tennis. Also, better center of gravity and better posture?
12. Backless dresses!!!! Cami tops!!! No more bra muffin top!!! No more side boob!!! Right now I look like I have 6 boobs, lol (actual boos, side boob, top boob).
Let me know your thought; I could use some encouragement today. Not looking forward to the pain, but not freaked out be it either. Hope you’re having a lovely day!
Updated on 10 May 2018:
So my work is pretty physical - I'll bet you wouldn't have guessed that I'm a performer and a fitness instructor from my photos, lol! I had a gig tonight and it was a blast, as usual. I was particularly conscious of my boobs, though. My nicer bras are less supportive than my daily ones, so there was more swing and sway going on. They're already starting to feel a little alien to me, as if my actual body is underneath the flesh and fat, and my PS just has to carve it away to get to the real me. I've also been "stubbing" my boobs - like, walking into things, or getting them pinched between things when I'm carrying a load. Maybe it's always happened but I'm more aware of it now. I get excited, then fearful, then a little melancholy, then excited again, and sometimes I feel this strange loyalty to them, as if I'm betraying them when they've served me so well. But. Then I feel the pain in my neck, back and shoulders, and I think, well, I'm just putting them on a radical diet, lol, and I get excited again I found myself talking about my new boobs TO MY BAND! We're like family, but it's a pretty funny scenario. Anyway, thanks for reading, and let me know if you've ever had any bizarre allegiance to your boobs...;-) See you tomorrow!
Updated on 10 May 2018:
I've been going to a dietician for a year. I didn't get this waist (or lack of it) by passing on dessert. I'm not bashing myself, believe me, but the plain fact is that it's not water - I'm retaining food. I've been lucky most of my life to have a pretty forgiving metabolism. That's not to say I never gained weight before, but I could always lose it fairly easily. Not so since I've wandered into perimenopause (which is not nearly menopausal enough for me, as I sit here with yet another period). I always thought I just had an active appetite, but in fact what I had was a full-blown case of binge-eating disorder. I used to find myself in the pantry with no memory of eating half a loaf of bread, or box of cookies, or whatever. And then, because I didn't remember it, and hadn't enjoyed it, I had to immediately eat more so as not to feel emotionally deprived. Some people drink; I eat. I also had a raging case of orthorexia, which meant that I would demonize certain foods or food groups, do AMAZINGLY well avoiding them, until...one day I didn't. And since I'd "fallen off the wagon", I just went ahead and rolled all the way down the mountain. It took my dietician, lovely patient woman that she is, a year to help me normalize my relationship with food enough that I could have a sensible, healthy outlook on eating, and put it into practice. So...I lied about my weight in the first post. Or rather, I was being optimistic.. Or ashamed. Whatever. My actual weight was 174 at the time of posting. When I look at the before pics, especially from behind, it's hard to miss what I've done to my body through food abuse. Oh well, it's a new dawn, and I just lost 2.6 pounds in a week. That's about 10% of the weight I'd like to lose. I remember I used to dream of getting back to 110. Now I think I'd have to be very ill to get there. 150 will be fine with me, or anywhere between here and there that my body functions well and I'm not stressing my joints unduly. I'm super active, so that's always a consideration re: joints. Anyway, I'll be doing some lipo on my trunk and around the bra area, just so my stomach doesn't pooch out farther than my boobs, which is frighteningly likely without the lipo. I know the dangerous fat for my body type is the fat lipo doesn't reach; that intra-abdominal fat that wraps the organs. So my goal (and my hope) is to keep going with this healthier way of thinking about food, and hopefully that will translate into a healthy weight ultimately. I love that my PS can change my shape, but I want to be able to change my long-term health trend. I'm just rambling now; it's late and these are my Deeeeeeepppp Thoughts, lol. Trying to post everyday for myself, and anyone considering taking this journey, because those of you who've posted are carrying me along in a wave of hope and positivity. Thank you.
Updated on 11 May 2018:
I have a bit of a swayback, made worse by trying to balance my ballast, lol. Call me NN or short! IMG_1593.JPG
Updated on 11 May 2018:
The pic didn’t post the first time...:-P
Updated on 11 May 2018:
I just realized that exactly three weeks from today I'll be going from a G to a D! I'm starting to get really excited! I don't even mind that it'll likely be a good 6 weeks before I can be the kind of active I want to be; I'm just thrilled! Anyone else scheduled on or around June 1st? It's be fun to have a little recovery posse...;-)
Updated on 12 May 2018:
I'm obsessed with this site, lol! I've been spending far too much time scrolling, but it's so encouraging and informative. I think I would have lost my mind and gone into panic mode without the before, recovery, and after pics here. I've got to get prepared and organized, though! 20 days to go!
One of the things I enjoy in these reviews is suggestions for recovery "tools", as it were.
What are your MUST-Haves for post-op and recovery? I'll be doing lipo and BR. Thanks in advance!
Updated on 13 May 2018:
They’re low hanging so they don’t even look as big as they are. I can’t wait for the after pics!
Updated on 13 May 2018:
I just realized I have less than 3 weeks to g everything done! We live in Canada so this is the time we do our massive “Spring” work on the land. We have a fair bit of land, and it all needs attention. I’ve already gotten a blister and a splinter from hours of raking. We live on a lake, so it’s not what you’d call a lawn; it’s more the Orr of indigenous scrub that’s allowed to flourish next to a waterway. That said, we sill clean and care for it, and it’s. Tin of wok md many many hours. I was cocky at first but getting a little nervous now. Not to mention that our summers are so short that we don’t want to miss a minute of flower season! I want to get my flowers on before my surgery, but worries about a frosty cold snap. I’ll probably push it in the days leading up to surgery....hows everyone else doing? ??
Updated on 14 May 2018:
I’ve wanted a br for years, and I’m finally taking the plunge! When I started seriously looking into it, I realized that I need I make other changes to my shape to accommodate my new boobs. I’m very active, and eat relatively healthily, but childbirth at 0 followed by peri menopause has kicked my behind. Literally, lol, although that’s the one area I wasn’t planning on touching up! I thought I’d do a little bra line and abdominal lipo, and then my fab PS suggested some work on my back too. Once I took these before pics, there was no longer any question. My torso looks like it’s melting! And my ass looks like a giant square!! Wtaf has happened to my body when I wasn’t looking? Hopefully the derrière shape will improve with the back and trunk shaping. My surgery is June 1st, and I’d love any encouragement or experience you might have to offer. It’s shaping up to be a good bit of surgery so I expect some painful days in he first couple of weeks, yikes! I’m sure it’ll be worth it though. Anyway, I’m committed now, lol.
Updated on 14 May 2018:
Having a moment of serious doubt! I'm sure it'll pass, but I'm a little scared. I'm scared of the pain and the compression garments, I'm scared about the scarring (that on is worse), I'm scared to see my frankenboobs for the first time, I'm scared they'll never fall and settle correctly, I'm just scared! Why on earth am I letting someone cut unto my flesh for a button down shirt? I kid, but you get the idea. It's SURGERY! Hopefully tomorrow brings a little more optimism and equanimity. Thanks for reading...:-)
Updated on 15 May 2018:
Thanks to your lovely input, ladies of realself, I'm feeling better tonight. I made good progress on getting the land ready for summer - sooo much to do. To make it more challenging, I have both a bad cold/flu and am on the SEVENTH DAY of my period! Perimenopause for the win, y'all! On the upside, I'll happily keep menstruating until after my surgery if it means my skin stays elastic while it heals. I'm procrastinating calling my PS's office to find out what I'll actually need to buy, but I think that's on the docket for tomorrow. It's going to be nice, and fairly warm tomorrow (in spite of a frost advisory tonight!) so I'll finish raking and clearing beds. I sound like a passionate gardener, lol, but it's really by default. My husband loves working on the land, but he had a heart attack and is slowing down a bit, so I've started picking up the slack. I"m surprised at how much satisfaction I get from simple stuff like this. Added benefit - exercise and muscle toning, lolol! Anyway, I'm back to optimism now. Some of that is because the cramps stopped, lol, but most of it is thanks to all of you! xo
Updated on 16 May 2018:
So today was much better. I actually got to talk to my husband in more depth about the surgery, and I was pleasantly surprised. I thought he was much more resistant than he seems to be. Maybe he's changed, maybe I was overthinking, but the upshot is, he's very supportive. He even cleaned the rug for me (hands and knees) in the guest room, where I'll be recovering. I got tons done today, and it all seems more manageable to me now. It's coming up CRAZY fast, though! I keep meaning to post some of the before bra pics to add to the melting body naked shots, lol! I'm too comfortable now, though, so I'll do it tomorrow. I did email my PS's assistant to ask if I need to be buying compression gear; I think they give you some, but I can't really tell. Aaaannnnyway, sending love out to all y'all. For those whose surgery is tomorrow, you've got this! xoxo
Updated on 17 May 2018:
Today I got a call from an unknown number. I usually ignore those, but it was a good thing I picked up! It was the hospital saying they'd left several messages and were on the verge of cancelling my surgery! They wanted me to come in to do pre-op. I'd already done the tests in December, but apparently they're only valid for 4 months. Luckily I was free, and headed down to the city anyway, so I stopped in for an EKG and a blood. This is how I know I'm getting older, lol - the younger BR patients get pregnancy tests, and the rest of us get cardiac tests. While I was there, the nurse gave me instructions on a breathing apparatus used to keep the lungs clear after surgery. You have to suck in to make the little ball rise. Hours of fun in the recovery bed, lol. She also gave me info on how to order my compression garment for my flank and abdomen lipo, which I did right away. Not sure what the deal is for bras, so I guess I'll wait and see what my PS says. The hospital will call me the night before with the time I'm to arrive. I'm going under general (I guess we all do?) so no eating after midnight. My information booklets are all in French, so that will give me some mental exercise! I bought my special antibacterial soap for the day of surgery, and got some last minute questions answered (polish ok on toenails if fingernails are natural). Still on a bit of a roller coaster ride and doing some counseling while I'm at it. A lot of my weight issues are centered around childhood trauma, so I have to deal with that. I don;t want to do lipo and then have it all come back because I haven't dealt with the underlying issues. I do think the confidence of my new shape will help me with the confidence to keep going on my healthy path. Hope this finds you all well, and I'm sending out good healing vibes for those of you going for your surgeries in the next couple of days!
Updated on 18 May 2018:
I'm lucky enough to have met and worked with my plastic surgeon and his warm and wonderful assistant last year. I bonded with them like a baby duckling, and I trust him implicitly. All of my worries are based on fears about my own ability to heal (I heal well, I'm just a little paranoid, lol) rather than his ability to shape. I think I'm gonna tell him to treat me like a block of stone to his Michelangelo. Just carve that sh*t out, maestro! Sooo....June 1st! Too late to turn back now! I know I keep saying that, but every day it gets more real. It's becoming a fact by virtue of planning, rather than a distant even. I've planned to have my car repaired while I'm recovering - my body shop guru will pick it up and take care of it so it's ready by the time I can drive. I'm alerting my friends so they can come entertain me when I get bored and whingy, LOL! What are your go-to recovery activities when you're bored and trying to stay reasonably low-key?
Updated on 19 May 2018:
I'm so excited! I'm getting an insurance-covered Breast Reduction (capital letters intentional, lol) in two weeks! I'm particularly excited because I'll be doing some shaping at the same time. I don't know if I'd have been able to justify doing the lipo without the reduction, but it's a natural since I'll already be in the OR. My PS does bilateral lipo with the reductions, especially for someone of my age and build, so there aren't squishy fat pockets next to the new perky boobs. I already knew I wanted him to expand the treatment to my waist and lower back, but until I took the before pics for this site, I had no idea how much I need it. Wtaf happened to my body??? My back looks like it melted! My son is amazing; I adore him. But holy hell, giving birth at 40 did a number on my figure! I'm posting here because I notice there's lots of support and follow-up over in the BR section, but less so here. I'd love to hear your stories, and and thoughts you might have. I can't post pics from my laptop, but once this post I'll update with before (and eventually after) shots. All the best and let's chat!
Updated on 20 May 2018:
I'm actually getting really excited! My husband wants to have a going away ceremony for my G's, lol. I told him the girls will be even more fabulous after the procedure. I'm so optimistic - looking at all your reviews makes me hopeful. I wonder if I'm getting TOO optimistic though. Am I expecting too much? Because every damn one of you looks amazing after the surgery! I mean, it's uncanny! I just thought I would be smaller and in less pain, but it's like getting a whole new body! The lipo results look great too, so I have visions of nipped-waist button down shirts and skin-tight jeans in my head. I love that look but it definitely doesn't love my Gs or my melty back and belly fat. I guess that's why the "before" pictures are so important. Pretty much anything my surgeon does will be an improvement, and he's reeeallllyyy good at his job. OK, I'm going to close my laptop now and try to get some sleep. I'm obsessed with this site at the moment so I stay up way too late reading all kinds of reviews, even on procedures I didn't know existed, lolol! I keep meaning to post new pics - I'll try to do that tomorrow. Tomorrow, as in 10 DAYS TILL PERKY!!! :-D
Updated on 21 May 2018:
Tomorrow I’ll post some shots with a normal sized sports bra, to show the overflow. This one is a heavy duty 34G from Figleaves.com.
Updated on 22 May 2018:
Here’s a normal sports bra. They NEVER cover, and thy never stay in place. I always end up with 8 booblettes, lol: 2 on the side, 2 on top, 2 in he a til Bra, and 2 oozing out of the bottom.
Updated on 23 May 2018:
Hey! How's everyone doing?
So now I'm almost posting just because I'm so excited to see the day change - 8 days! My son is sick AGAIN and I usually catch anything he has, so I'm making him feel like a leper. He's almost 13 so he understands. I don't want to have to reschedule this surgery for ANYTHING, and certainly not for a bug! Things I never thought to worry about...
I bought a 2-pack of bralettes from Marshall's today; they're large but they look like training bras to me. I can't imagine ever being able to fit in them. I'm getting more and more excited about the clothing possibilities. I'm almost afraid to hope! Have a great night, y'all - more tomorrow.
Updated on 24 May 2018:
...will be the last night I go to sleep with these boobs! Friday June 1st, babies, woot woot! (Roller coaster of motion still in motion, but I’m choosing excitement for he moment!) How is everyone doing???? :-)
Updated on 27 May 2018:
My surgery is THIS FRIDAY and I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. Sore throat, laryngitis, General bleah...
I’m worried they won’t let me have the surgery. I’ve waited. Year, this is the perfect time, my schedule’s all clear, and above all I can’t WAIT to be on the other side! Did any of you have a similar experience? What happened, if so?
Updated on 29 May 2018:
It’s almost boob Christmas! I’m getting pretty much everything done I hoped to. Landscaping, hauling, ordering supplies, wrapping up business. I’m lucky enough to be able to just dedicate myself to recovery. My only fear is boredom, lol! It’ll be worth it though. I won’t be wasting my brutally uncomfortable strapless bra, though; I’ll be using it as a winter headpiece.
Updated on 29 May 2018:
Has this happened to anyone? I’ve already taken the photo and now I’m in bed. I’m way too lazy to get up and do. It again. Any suggestions appreciated!
Updated on 29 May 2018:
Updated on 30 May 2018:
You guys! The hospital called with a time! I have to be there at 6:30 am on Friday morning, which means leaving at 5:30. How will I ever sleep??? Did YOU sleep the night before? I'm so beyond ready, and excited to be on the other side. In the meantime, I am hardcore nesting! I'm finishing all the work on the land, and I rented a steam cleaner for my rugs and couches. One of the couches (a lovely modern blue microfibre) has a streak of brown along the back where the dog likes to dry off after being outside. I'm super ambitious with the projects right now, and work and friendship demands have been high, but I'm loving every minute! So, tomorrow I have to:
-Steam clean the rugs and couches
-clean out my car for the body shop guy, who'll pick it up tomorrow evening to fix a couple of....issues...while I recover. He's so nice.
-finish planting the last of the herbs etc
-Prepare the room where I'll be staying for a few days. I'm borrowing my husband's touch lamp for the time being.
-Prep some meals, although my husband is an excellent cook.
-Wait for packages to arrive with things like the Bottom Buddy and wipes, and a short sleeved button up pajama top., among other items.
-Make granola for my husband
-sexy time so he can say goodbye, lol!
Anything I should be doing but haven't listed?
As always, thanks for being here! xo
Updated on 31 May 2018:
Today was perfect. I got an unexpected, really strong nesting impulse, like the pre-labor urge. Yesterday I rented a steam cleaning machine, and we kicked off the day with it. We did EVERYTHING! Area rugs, entry rugs, couches, cushions, wall-to-wall, and all before lunch! While this was going on, I got all the laundry done, and the house straightened and generally cleaned. After lunch I spent some private time with my husband, and he bade farewell to my boobs as he knows them, lol. Then I went for a wonderful swim in the lake. I love lake swimming; it's revitalizing and I always feel better afterward, no matter what. I'm convinced there'd be world peace if everyone could swim in a lake daily. And have massages. Basically resort life, I guess,...:-).
After my lovely swim, I finished planting my herb garden and my mini-tropical area. I'm finally really happy with it. It's been a tough winter so I went a little nuts on HomeSense summery items. Our living room is now Florida modern with a touch of Vegas, lolol! I also picked up a metal flamingo statue for the garden. I'd forgotten about it, so I was excited to find it and set it out. My husband is not thrilled, but boy does that thing make me smile.
After gardening I folded and put away the laundry, returned the steam cleaner, picked up my boy from tennis,a nd had my SIL over for dinner. Then I cleaned the guest room and got all my stuff set up in there for tomorrow, since I'll be staying there for a few days post-surgery. I took a few deep breaths, sat down, and read my prep instructions for tomorrow morning. I have to be there at 6:30 am for a blood test (has to be day of) and surgery should be at 8. I took off my fingernail polish as per instructions, but left my pedicure. The nurse said they only need one or the other to monitor. I've made a wish list to run through with my PS, and some questions, because I know I won't be coherent afterward.
I'm so happy. I feel I got everything done that I hoped to, and even more. Now I can just focus on recovery, guilt-free, wheeee! I'll be catching up on some Netflix - I'm soooo far behind. I haven't watched anything, really, except some Suits, some House of Cards, some Jane the Virgin, and actually ALL of Breaking Bad. Suggestions appreciated! Hope you all have a great night - I'll see you on the other side! :-D
Updated on 1 Jun 2018:
They’re about to take me in to the surgical bloc! I’m ready, and can’t wait to be on the other side. Thanks for coming along for the ride. Xo
Updated on 1 Jun 2018:
Thanks (or all the love, my BR sisters! All is well. Drifting in and out. 5 hour surgery, 2 hour recovery, 1.5 hour drive home, set up like a Queen in the guest room. Not as bad as I feared, but def not pain free even with the morphine. I am such a lightweight- - half dose and I’m on a cloud. If you can be nauseated on a cloud.. I won’t see them fur a week but they’re nice and high!
Updated on 2 Jun 2018:
So I went for a fair bit of lipo, since we were already at the hospital with anesthesia etc. I asked my PS to channel his inner Michelangelo, and carve me out of the block of marbles fat I’ve been walking around in.
Here’s what we added:
- Chin (I have laxity of muscles so will eventually need a lift, but this will help a bit).
- underarms
- flanks
- abdomen
- right above pubis
- inner thighs
I figure if I’m going to be in pain anyway, might as well make it count. Today is kind of brutal. Pain, extreme soreness, and maybe constipation. The boobs aren’t the worst of it, so don’t let me scare ou off! Lipo pain is significant; I’ve been taking 5mg morphine every 4 hours, bu had to boost to 10mg at one point last night. I’ve got icepacks on my abomen right now, and it seems to help. Worried about constipation, bleah! I’m gassy, but it hasn’t even been 24 hours so I should probably chill, lol. Much love, BR sisterhood.
Updated on 2 Jun 2018:
I thought his oils take longer, but I definitely hav hat milk-coming-in tingling. Mostly on the left, which is the stranger looking one. Swollen and boxy. I tell you, if not for this site and all of you amazing #realwomen I would be freaking out right now. It’s so comforting to be able to read everyone’s experiences. I’ve started on prune juice; here is my new fave cup, lol.
Updated on 3 Jun 2018:
So I've been feeling a little off but it came to head around midnight. I've been taking half-doses of morphine (5mg) but decided to take the full dose last night so I could sleep. I woke up with my heart RACING, my ears pounding like someone was jumping on my head, a killer headache, and heart palpitations to boot. I did some quick researching and found out that this a fairly uncommon but known side effect of morphine and that you should stop taking the medication immediately. I'm just on Tylenonol now, 500 mg every 4 hours. I felt good this morning, so I took off my faja to wash and pulled on the compression belt for flank and abdomen lipo. I had inner thigh and lower ab lipo too, so I just pulled on a pair of really tight yoga pants (from 20 pounds ago, lol). Trying to reach my doctor or his assistant to know if I can start taking nsaids yet, like alleve or advil, because Tylenol donesn't have anti-inflammatory properties and ladies, I am swollen! Don't know if I've made it worse by changing my garment, but it was time, lol. Anyone else experience anything like this? Pain is prob a 6 right now, so it's bearable but not pleasant. Just riding it out here...;-)
Updated on 3 Jun 2018:
So I just got off the phone with my PS (on a Sunday; that's dedication) and he told me I'm fine to take Alleve with my Tylenol! I'm thrilled. I hated the opioids, and I know Alleve is super effective for me. Dr. Sinno also told me he took 350 grams from the right breast and 400 from the left, as well as a nearly 15 cm lift! He also grabbed about 2 litres during the lipo, so that should make a nice difference. The day has taken a turn for the better!
Updated on 3 Jun 2018:
Day 2 post-op
Minus 400gr per breast
Minus 2 litres of fat by lipo
Breasts lifted by @ 15 cm
Verrryyy swollen but think I’ll be thrilled.
Updated on 4 Jun 2018:
One of the random things that caught my eye in these reviews was constipation. I hadn’t really thought about it much before, lol, but after the surgery I was low-key obsessed. Getting off the prescription pain meds helped make me calmer and a little more patient (it’s only day 3 post-op), thankfully. Anyway, this morning has been a good one. I’m still sore, but at the moment it’s mostly inner thigh lipo soreness. I can walk almost normally, and I made my own breakfast. This is huge, y’all, and the best part was after breakfast - no more bathroom woes! I wish you all a great day. Here it’s rainy and cold, so the weather’s yet another reason to snuggle up in a blanket and Netflix. Happy run-up and/or recovery! Xo
Updated on 5 Jun 2018:
I thought I’d have to wait til Friday, but yesterday I got an email from my PS’s office with an appointment time for today! Hubs was free to drive me (over an hour each way) so off we went with he dog and our on, whose schoolbus strike had left him at loose ends.
Before I left I took the pics without the compression garment - you can see he difference the lipo has made already, and he says it’ll go waaayyyy down from where it is now. I have to wear this chin strap as long as I can without losing my mind, but it’s going to be a challenge. Dr Sinno promises better results with it, though, and a more defined jaw, so I’ll bite the bullet. I’ll keep he compression garment on asking i can too, but I may have to order he smaller size already..$$$.
No bras! That’s right, no bras for now. He actually prefers it. I am reveling in the freedom! Y’all know what I’m talking about. Right now they’re so high and tight it looks like I’m wearing a really good ports bra, but they’ll drop and settle soon. Everything looks super healthy. I asked about my abdominal skin - would it stay tight or might it slacken? He said ???? % it’ll stay tight. Right now I have frankenboobs, but if Dr Sinno is happy, I know they’re going to look amazing.
I love that my anchor incision is small - it stops before the side. Low cut tops ad bathing suits - no problem! I was worried about my nipples - would I recognize them? Would they feel alien? But so far I love them. My sciatica is acting up again, and it’s much worse than my surgery pain, lol.
One thing that surprised me is how tired I still am. I fell asleep in the car on he way back home, and then needed a nap. I’m staying awake just to write this update but then lights out.
What else? Bowels very much back on track, pain manageable with Alleve only, and I can’t even really call it pain. More discomfort and the occasional zinger. I only really have hem in my left breast o I hope hats not a problem, but I told him that and he checked again didn’t seem worried. I do have sensation in both nipples, so it’s probably fine.
I’m almost ready to move back into my bedroom with my husband. He’s ambivalent. Apparently I snore, and he’s been sleeping really well with me in the guest room, lol!
Alright, amazing ladies; I’m off to sleep (I hope). See you on Day 5!
Updated on 6 Jun 2018:
I have frankenboobs on my chest. They are hideous and stitched and scabbed and bruised and boxy. And I've been on the verge of tears all day, tears of happiness. I catch myself hunching over and realize I don't have to do that anymore. My neck, shoulders, back, all better. A good 30% of my personality is me making light of (apologizing for) my boobs and appearance, trying to put others at ease and let them know that I KNOW these boobs are insane. I've been "the dude with boobs" to make clear that just because I have these growths doesn't mean I'm a 1. [RS bleep] star 2. nymphomaniac (whatever that misogynistic term means) 3. trophy/challenge 4. threat to their current relationship 5. available/interested. I've spent my life laughing off the attention, and ignoring the grope, the deep soulful gaze into my cleavage, the complete and utter loss of credibility that comes with these huge flotation devices. I don't even know who I'll be now. It's like I'm finally free of two kinds of weight. Yep. Tears of happiness.
Updated on 7 Jun 2018:
Day six post-op; I can't quite believe it. I've read all the blogs of the BR sisters who went before me, and I knew, intellectually, what to expect, but I didn't expect to feel so...much! I would have been happy with less pain and obstruction alone. I thought it was too much to ask for the kind of change I read in others' testimonies, at my age. I have to tell you, though, I feel young and free and like the future is mine to create. I feel like I finally have the breasts I should have been born with, breasts that fit my frame without screaming LOOK AT ME!!!! I had no idea how much this had affected me. I wrote about it in my last post, but every day I feel more and more free.
I got my bandages off on Tuesday, but haven't had the time or drive to find a way to get my hair washed. This morning I started imagining my hair stiffening and breaking off, lol, . I didn't feel like going out yet, but I couldn't take it anymore. I told my husband and he offered to give me salon treatment at home. He set me up with a huge towel on our island, and laid down a board for head support. He even rolled up towels for my neck; it was incredibly comfortable. He did the full two washes, then conditioner, and afterward put in my products and combed out the tangles. That was such an incredibly loving thing to do. Marriage isn't always easy, but this was one of those moments you never forget.
Anyway, my point in starting that story was that he hadn't wanted to see my boobs yet. I guess he was afraid HE'D be scarred, lol. So I went through my closet and found a cute strapless top that I'd always has to wear with a bra and jacket. I put it on and ZOMG!!! It looked amazing! I'd chosen it just so I wouldn't have something around my neck while he washed my hair, but what a feeling! I am HOT, ladies!!!! My boobs are high and just right, and I feel like a babe! Dude, I am snatched! (Please don't tell my 13 year old offspring I used that word; he will die of mortification.)
Man, I am rambling. I just have so much to share with you!. So to bring it back around to my review title, today was quieter. I've been trying to stay in recovery mode, but life happens on its own terms. Our brand new fridge broke yesterday and my husband was out picking up my son when I noticed, so I had to salvage everything in the fridge and freezer and move it or lose it. Also, all kinds of other things came up unexpectedly, as they do. So today I was tired. And I'm kind of proud of myself because I didn't feel guilty or pressured or anything I normally would (my own issues, not the people around me). I actually rested and took care of myself. Oh, and we saw a hummingbird moth!!!! If you've never seen one, look it up. It's awesomely beautiful. Goodnight, ladies, and sweet B/C cup dreams...xo
Updated on 8 Jun 2018:
My friend arrived a couple of days ago to spend the summer here in the cottage she rented just behind us. You know the kind of friend you don't see for months, and then pick up the thread as if no time ha passed? Anyway, MUCH time had passed, and many events, so I crossed the road to have a cold brewed coffee with her homemade almond milk, and a good chat. She was out on the screened in porch with her Boston terrier and a duvet. We spent a good hour catching up on life, the universe and everything, and before I left I flashed her, lolol! She was blown away! Nothing like someone you haven't seen for a while to make you realize how much you've changed. Nothing like good friends, period.
I got back home to my son asking to make blueberry muffins. I coached him, but he did it all. Except for the cleaning. I did that. They were delicious! He's so proud of himself. In honor of Anthony Bourdain I told him to be fearless in the kitchen. I spent decades being terrified to screw up, and never really felt comfortable cooking. That's changed because my husband is a passionate cook, and he makes it look fun. What a gift. Anyway, I told him that there's really not much he could do in the kitchen that would cause the world to end, so just not to worry about it. If you make a mistake, try again. It was lovely.
The rest of the day was pretty relaxed until around 5. I'd invited my friend for dinner, and was prepping magret de canard, to be served on a bed of greens and a dijon vinagrette. Sounds super sophisticated but is actually incredibly simple and easy to pull off. I wanted to keep it simple because we planned a champagne lake cruise on our pontoon. I haven't drunk alcohol in a month so I knew even a few sips would make dinner prep a challenge, lol. It was all just lovely and life-affirming, and a wonderful way to celebrate 7 days post op. I meant to post 1-week photos, but now I'm in bed and far too comfortable. All the best, and enjoy the weekend! xo
Updated on 11 Jun 2018:
Here are some updated shots. Healing is going really well. Bruises are fading on the outside. I still feel bruised on the inside, but that’s to be expected. Right now I have my period and I’m bloated, but I’m really happy with the overall shoe and size. I don’t miss my old sacks of flesh at all! I still don’t recognize my new ones in the mirror yet, but I love them.
Updated on 12 Jun 2018:
...like my boobs!!! You guys! The towel closes!!! :-)))))))
Updated on 6 Jul 2018:
Sorry ladies, I can't believe I've been away for so long! I keep waiting to have pictures for you, and then forget to take them, and then by the time I have a minute to post I'm falling asleep, lol. Life is good, and getting back to normal. Offspring's birthday was a week ago to the day - he is now officially a teenager. He's a pretty good model, actually. We're lucky.
It's been CRAZZZYYYYY hot, which as a Texan in Canada is not something I get to say a lot. Fortunately for me, the heat wave hit exactly at my 4 week date, which is when my PS told me I could go in the lake, so I've been living there. Heat broke last night, but picks back up tomorrow, only not as ferociously. This is a roundabout way of telling you that I have NO BOOB SWEAT!!!!! Who am I, even???
No bras allowed for me until 6 weeks, which I've been loving. The other day, though, the hubs and I met a contractor on a piece of land, and I noticed the guy kept looking at the ground. Hubs later told me that the sun showed every detail of my lovely new boobs through my thin dress fabric. Oops. Contractor was already a shy guy, and this nearly broke him. But seriously, did I mention it was a sauna outside? And it's Canada so no AC in most homes. Anyway, I asked hubs how they looked and he said "gravity-defying", lol.
As to healing, I'd started to get overly ambitious and was walking the hills around here at a pretty good clip at about 2.5 weeks. I ended up bringing out much more bruising, and having to ice my chest, so I backed off. Now I'm just gently swimming when I get the chance. I still have some leftover (I assume, anyway) bruising under my breasts and up to my nipples, but it's pretty faded. I'm now at 5 weeks to the day post-op, and I have the go ahead to get back to strenuous physical activity at 6 weeks. I cannot wait. Only now I've discovered something called intra-ocular clear lens exchange surgery, which is a procedure that could potentially correct my near/farsightedness and astigmatism, cutting the chains that bind me to my glasses! It's an expense I didn't anticipate, especially after my BR (free) and lipo (not free), but it seems like a huge game-changer for quality of life, so I may be "recovering" again soon. I'll keep you updated.
I can't say it's been all roses. I thought my expectations were fairly realistic, but I still catch myself looking for my 25 year old body in the mirror. My boobs look better than they ever have (they came in SO fast and big that they already sagged and had stretch marks by the time I was 13), but the rest of me looks like a sort-of young-looking 53. Which is fine, good even, but I have to get my head around the fact that the surgeries aren't a fountain of youth. So weird because I really didn't think I expected them to be, but I guess I thought my old body was just waiting under the fat and mammaries, and would emerge like a sculpture from marble(d fat) at the hands of my very talented PS. Oh well. Time to grieve that part of my life and move on. I have a fabulous working body that lets me do most things I want to do, and it still looks pretty good, so I'll need to practice a little-self-loving chatter. And don't get me wrong - I look SO much better than I did before surgery! It's just the little things - skin quality and tone, the way everything settles...just the aging process. Better than the alternative, though.
Overall I'm thrilled, and I'd do it again tomorrow for the same cost and result. I'm even thinking about lipo for my back in the near future. Go big or go home, right? If you check my pics, you 'll see why this is an issue for me. He couldn't do my back at the same time as the BR - I was under general for 5 hours for the BR and lipo, so it just wasn't feasible. He can do it in the clinic, though, so it should be less $. That said, I'm in no rush to be in lipo pain again, lol! Pics coming soon(ish)! How are y'all doing? :-)
Updated on 7 Jul 2018:
Loving the new me. No more boob sweat, no bras, no worries!
Updated on 20 Jul 2018:
So I had my 6 week appointment with my fab doc. He was so proud of himself for his excellent work, lol. I talked to him about my back fat and he said "yeah, you've got a couple of really good rolls here" and then grabbed them and the SHOOK THEM BACK AND FORTH! I was cracking up. I groaned a little,a nd he said "hey, is it what it is, right? Let's take care of that." I also have some fat across my lower back/hips. He turned me around and said "How'd you like me to inject that IN YOUR BUTT?" I pictured a fab BBL and then I pictured my credit card smoking.
I have to say, I love my doc. He is funny, human, kind and brilliantly talented. Pretty sure I'll get the eye surgery done first (priorities) but I do think I'll get the back done later. I can't believe what a difference these surgeries make on the most basic level of quality of life. For the BBL he said no sitting for 4 weeks OMG WHAT? No driving! @MrsManners212 we need to talk! I like the idea - go big (butt) or go home, right? But we'll see...For the moment I'm luxuriating in bralessness.
Updated on 20 Jul 2018:
...to add the practical comments from my visit. Sunblock on scars at all times - sun penetrates clothes and can negatively affect appearance of scars and healing. He also gave me some scar gel to use 2x per day. Man, I have a lot of maintenance these days - getting older is not for the faint of heart or the extremely busy, lol. As to activity, I can do anything I want, and I can wear/not wear any kind of bra from here on out. I vote not, but the nipple factor could be an issue in some situations.
Updated on 20 Jul 2018:
I thought i had my expectations set at reasonable. I know I'm 53, not 23, and I was only really looking for a moderate improvement. The results are better than I could've hoped for. But...I think I somehow DID get my hopes up, at least unconsciously. It's like painting one wall and noticing how shabby everything else looks. I'm older. My skin is softer and less elastic. I have less tone, and the shape of, well, everything - is different. I have never been one to hang onto youth, and I don't mind aging. But somehow I got the idea that my doctor would sculpt my young, fit self out of my saggy, fleshy, post-baby/post-fifty bod. People are asking me if I've been going to the gym, and saying how fit I look; there is a big, positive difference. I'm just having to come to terms with the fact that somehow I thought if I lost the weight and changed my shape, the old athletic me would emerge intact. It's a little painful to accept that I can't go back, and that I will never be younger than I am today. I'm healthy, though, and my boobs defy gravity, and I'm lucky enough to have the option to take care of myself in these various ways, so I'm going to do my gratitude list and get my head on straight again.
Updated on 22 Jul 2018:
So yesterday I took an hour long walk in the hills, and then swam over a kilometer in the lake. I felt amazing! It's now been 7 weeks and I feel like I can do anything. My clothes don't really fit (nor do my bras) so I'd love a wardrobe overhaul. I think, instead of spending a lot on new clothes, I'll get a stylist friend to come in and do my closet. I can donate what doesn't work, including all my boulder holders, and put outfits together from what I already have. Maybe I'll need a few pieces that work with my new frame, and one or two bras, but not a lot. I still want to get the back fat sucked out, so my body will shift yet again. I kind of think it'll end up happening next summer, although I'd like to do it sooner. Recovery time, though...
Weird little things have changed, like how a necklace hangs, or the proportion I need in jewelry now vs before. It's not like I wear a ton of jewelry, but it's noticeable. These are the little inconveniences of this procedure, but they are LITTLE inconveniences. Totally worth it.
Updated on 29 Jul 2018:
No pics today because I'm lazy. I've been MUCH more active, and some of the bloating (and actual fat from lying around, lol) has receded. It all feels great. Today I'm a little down, but I'm probably just tired from a huge week. I had shows two night in a row, and it took me over two hours to drive home last night/ this morning. I am still adjusting to the reality that I'm not a swimsuit model after my surgery, so I've been perusing my before shots. It's easy to forget how far we've come, and I can understand how people keep doing the next procedure, chasing the dragon. My issue now is really just excess weight. I'm just thicker than I'd like to be, and there's really nothing for it but to move more, eat less. I realize now I was using my boobs as both camouflage and excuse. Ah, well, one day at a time, one bite at a time.
My husband texted me last night to pick up some bottled water. Our water pump broke (we have a well) and no one was available until tomorrow, Monday. It's kind of a pain, what with hauling water from the lake to flush the toilets, but there's an upside. We decided to order in sushi and eat it on the pontoon - no dishes, and a beautiful, memorable evening. The boy is growing so fast, and eating his weight in food, so moments like this are more and more precious. I found myself trying to duck out of a picture because I was afraid I wouldn't like how I looked, so I had to have a little talk with myself. In twenty years, I'll be glad I have that picture, and I'll wonder what the hell my problem was for not wanting to take it.
Wishing you all amazing recovery, or surgery, or run-up to surgery. Self-esteem issues aside, It's the best decision I could have made. xo
Updated on 14 Oct 2018:
Amazing. Kind, caring PS with a sense of humor and golden hands! I've had an upper bleph, breast reduction and lipo with him and his team, and I couldn't be happier. I'll be heading back to finish the job (back lipo) as soon as I can.