51 y/o Explant and Lift, Best Decision! No Regrets!

Tomorrow will mark 4 weeks since my explant and breast lift. I cannot believe how much better I feel. I expected to "return to myself" as I recovered from the surgery and anesthesia. What I didn't expect was the release from chronic breast, neck, and back pain that I had been enduring for several years.
I don't know how to explain it, but I don't have the constant awareness of my breasts. Because they are no longer in pain, I don't sense them and feel them. They are just there like any other part of my body. It's incredibly liberating. Even my ribs used to hurt when I would lie on my back at night. That pain is gone. And keep in mind, my implants were large, but not excessively. They were 300cc.
Mentally, I feel sharper. My energy levels have exceeded what they've been for the past five or six years.
I have suffered from chronic sinusitis for the past few years, and I don't expect that to go away, but who knows. My immune system is bound to be at least somewhat improved given that I am sleeping better and am mentally and emotionally healthier.
I posted some updated pics. My body looks like my own again. I think the best way to sum up my feelings is that I feel at peace.

I thought I would update today since I'm feeling so much better than the last update. I had been really run down since the surgery, but I turned the corner yesterday and I feel like a new person. I have my energy back, and I'm feeling as good or better than before my surgery.
I went from a 32D to what is probably a 32A, and I cannot believe how much I love having small breasts again. I hated them when I was younger, and like many of you who have told your stories on here, growing up I was teased by boys at school about my "flat" chest. It was so traumatic, and I internalized this really distorted view of my body for years. Ultimately, that led to me getting implants. I hated them almost as soon as I awoke from surgery. They always hurt (even twenty years later), they looked fake, they felt terrible and had ripples all over them, and they destroyed nearly all of my nipple sensation. Why I endured them for over twenty years is a question I'll have to tackle another time. What I know is this: I am so grateful to be rid of those heavy, uncomfortable bags. I am so grateful that, at least at this point, I have healthy breast tissue and I was able to get rid of those implants and have enough breast tissue left to have lovely little perky breasts that are all my own. I have so many friends and family members who have breast cancer and who do not have this choice. For them, implants are their only option if they want to have breasts at all. And I've seen some of their reconstruction and it's beautiful, so thank heavens for implants and reconstruction, but I'm just so glad that I could get rid of mine.
I've posted a few pics from today that show my slow but steady improvement. The incision lines look bad but that's just the dermabond glue, some dried blood, some pen markings from the surgeon.

I've continued to improve everyday. I have virtually no pain in my breasts and don't even need Tylenol. My energy levels are pretty low and I'm not sure why I haven't bounced back a little more than this. I just feel like sleeping all the time. Not sure if this is normal, but I'm not overthinking it.
Posting a few pics that I managed to take today. They look so much better than just a few days ago :-)
xo