(One month and one week later - I've been hesitant to update with new photos here, as this site is not as secure and private as some of the other BA forums - so my image contributions here will be limited, sorry! If you wish to see additional progress shots, please contact me privately.)
Run-down of my experiences from day of surgery onward:
DAY 1: Friday, June 6th, 2014. Surgery day! My call time was 1PM, so I had to fast for 8 hours beforehand. I didn't want to be overwhelmed with thirst or hunger, so I set an alarm for early that AM and had a protein shake to tide me over. BF drove me to Beverly Hills a bit early, as he had to work, so I lounged in the courtyard of the medical building for a bit and deliberated over CCs - finally decided on the 421s. I'd taken the emend anti-nausea pill around 11AM as instructed.
Went up to the waiting room a bit before 1PM, and after a bit was visited by my nurse, who went over some things before escorting me back to the changing room. Put my clothes and belongings into a locker, donned a gown, cap, paper panties, compression stockings and blue fuzzy socks (guess I didn't need to bring my own afterall), then peed in a cup for a pregnancy test. Nurse took me over to a bed and had me sign my life away one last time before hooking me up to an IV and going over another very long list of things that would happen next: things I needed to avoid, so on and so forth. Then, I waited. The girls who went before me said some pretty funny sh*t upon waking from anesthesia.
Finally, it was my turn. After a short visit from the anesthesiologist, Dr. Kim came out very briefly to take my before pictures, at which time I was able to show him my inspiration pics. I let him know that the 421 mod+ I’d seen on other girls my height and build seemed right, and he said, “So you just want me to stick those in?” I was a little dismayed at that reaction and was feeling nervous and rushed, and made sure to tell him, “Well, at your discretion - please use what you think looks best on my frame.” I trusted his judgment to get me close to the Full C I was after, and he said he would use sizers and see which were closest to the photos I showed him. So that was that. I was then walked back to the OR, placed on the table and went to sleep for the last time without boobies.
After what felt like five seconds later, I was waking in the recovery bed with the nurse telling me that my BF was downstairs waiting - we had been told I’d be out by 4:30, and it was already well past that. I remember asking her what he’d given me - I got the 421s after all - then getting dressed in a fog and being wheeled down to the front of the building. There were a ton of paparazzi as we headed out to the curb, and I remember the nurse telling me that Paris Hilton just walked by - oh yay.
I remember being pretty lucid on the car ride home, though I was wrapped up like a mummy and the bumps in the road did hurt. It was weird touching the bandages and feeling mounds that were flesh underneath and not foam. At home, I went straight to bed, propped up against pillows with everything I needed scattered around me. I tried to remain conscious enough to browse one of the BA forums, but just kept drifting off in the middle of things like someone in an old folks home. ;p
As far as pain, my breasts hurt very minimally. My head, neck and back were the most sore - and I cannot stress this enough: MY THROAT HURT SO BAD! One thing they do NOT tell you is that during surgery, you will have a TUBE DOWN YOUR THROAT! Not only did this creep me out when I learned of it afterwards, but my throat was dry and horribly scratchy afterward. :/ Besides the back aches and migraine, my throat was the most painful part of my recovery.
DAY 2: Saturday, first PO appointment. Bumps in the road hurt even more today. This visit was very short - Dr. Kim only saw me long enough to remove my bandages and fit me into my surgical compression bra. Holy torpedoes! My new boobs looked huge and awkward and cartoony when I saw them for the first time - and Dr. Kim used the words “large implants”, which freaked me out and made me start second-guessing my decision. He instructed me to start light massages on Monday. I had purchased a black Marena bra on Amazon in my pre-op size as instructed, so ordered a small, but the elastic band was way too tight. I went home and ordered the medium, but had to endure the tighter one for the first week. I spent a lot of time in front of the mirror that night, worrying I had overdone it. I was probably drained and emotional from the meds and the whole experience, but it wasn’t a pleasant feeling.
WEEK 1: The first few days were probably the most rough, physically and emotionally. My throat hurt for three days after surgery, my entire body was achy. My boobs themselves were just slightly sore, but really swollen and of everything on my chest, my sternum hurt the most. It felt bruised, puffy and raised, and I was paranoid about symmastia. My breast bone and cleavage also made a weird bubbling noises when I touched them - wtf? I’ve been instructed to sleep on my back for three months, and after the doped-up feeling wore off, sleep became more and more difficult. I’ve been cutting up Tylenol PM and taking pieces just to sleep through the night. I admit to ‘cheating’ at times and rotating my spine into a ¾ position, with a body pillow stuffed under the sides of my boobs for support. Just can’t get to sleep otherwise. :/ Throughout the week, I went back and forth between liking them and worrying that I went too big, with my BF assuring me that they’re OK and will ‘settle down’. Mid-late week, I started to feel some weird ridges along the outside edges of my breasts. Alarming! After some lengthy reading and asking around, apparently it is common to feel the implants if they are wider than your BWD, if you are skinny and have thin skin - ugh. I was not prepared for this. You can’t see the ripples if I am standing normally, but if I lean forward, they become visible on the sides. :( This is the worst part of the process, and it’s taking a while to get over this reminder that I have foreign objects under my skin. Day 4 was better. Days 5, 6 and 7 were great - finally felt like myself again and started getting used to having boobs. Felt good enough to take some shots for fun and was eager to see what they’d look like in clothes!
WEEK 2: The following Monday was my second PO appt, was actually 10 days later. Dr. Kim removed the crusty tape, said they looked great for 10 days, told me how they’d drop more, showed me some alternate ways to squeeze and massage them, told me to start taking vitamin E, mentioned that I could resume light workouts, etc. I had my new M size Marena surgical bra, which he approved of but told me to be sure my cleavage was pushed together “like a butt” - lol. He said that in a week, I could start wearing an under-wire bra during the day, with the surgical bra at night. Two weeks in and I started loving them - already looking natural and progressing really well. Mid week, my nipples started to get irritatingly hyper-sensitive, painful to the touch. Fabric rubbing against them was the worst! I thought I had gotten lucky and was going to skip this stage, but no - it waited until week 2 and my nipples are aggressively puffy. Speaking of, I was seriously bummed to find that my nipple piercings of 9 years have closed up. :(
WEEK 3: More of the same. Progress seems to have slowed, and the dropping/relaxing is gradual. Other BA girls I’ve been sharing with are awed by how amazing they look already, so I think I’ve just been getting impatient based on my fast progress. ;p Just want them to be perfect already! Have read about some scary experiences of capsular contracture with Dr. Kim girls who have also had silicone through the nipple, so I started massaging and taking vitamin E religiously. My boobs are already pretty soft and squishy, but they don’t have the ‘give’ that I want them to, yet. I go back and forth over the size - some days I worry they’re too big for my frame and that I ruined my lean lines. Other days I stare at the mirror, obsessing over how amazing they look on me, and am glad I chose the size I did. Either way, they are super easy to hide in clothes. I did so for the first time during a Father’s Day family get-together and a brunch the following weekend. ;) I look exactly like I did wearing my padded bras. The generic scar gel that I’d been using on my incisions wasn’t cutting it, so I did some research and ordered ScarAway silicone strips and Bio Oil from Amazon. So far, the incisions seem to be smoother and less of an angry red.
MONTH 1: Speaking of padding, I trashed all my old bras and sold the VS Bombshell on eBay to someone else who needed it. Had my first awkward bra shopping experience at a store down the street, when I discovered they carried NOTHING that wasn’t a pushup - wth?! Had a hell of a time finding something that fit at Target, too - finally found a pair of 34D t-shirt bras that seem to work, but their selection otherwise of cute bras in my new size 32DD/34D+ is severely lacking. Finally waking up in the morning and NOT feeling sore and achy around the sides of my boobs. Lower pole is still pretty numb where the nerves were severed. My D&F progress has gotten weird. They were fairly even for the first few weeks, but now my right side seems much fuller with significantly more lower pole and a much lower crease (by almost an inch). They now seem like two mismatched boobs - why would progress be awesome for 3+ weeks, then suddenly be so wonky? :/ At my 1mos. PO appt. this Monday, Dr. Kim eyeballed them and moved my shoulders around, like it might be a posture issue - which it wasn’t. He then suggested I lay on my left side to allow the left breast to hang more. He also suggested wearing a bra with the right strap cinched tighter than the left. Weird - they had BETTER even out. After my PO appt, I went to Nordstrom RACK and discovered that they have a HUGE selection of cute bras in a large spectrum of sizes, wow! Will be shopping there from now on. I found a Betsey Johnson mesh bra that was marked down to $6 from $40 - and it rang up at a penny. My lucky day. ;)