Liposculpture w Fat Transfer to Breasts

Night Before. I’ve felt every feeling under the sun this evening. Currently, I’m setting extra alarms bc I’m worried that the first one I set won’t work and I’ll sleep through my 6am appointment time.
Also, I suddenly started worrying that my life could end on that table tomorrow. I’ve never been under anesthesia and not sure how my body will react. To go and ‘revise’ a perfectly good body and end up leaving your children motherless... that would be such a cruel irony. Of course, the odds of that happening are very slim, but it’s still running through my mind.
The things I know for sure are:
I do want the end result, even if I don’t want to go through the steps to get there. They say ‘what you want wants you’ and I’m riding that thought into tomorrow’s elective (desired, although decidedly unnecessary) surgery.
I also know that my body is perfectly fine as it is and does not need any of this work.
I believe that I am raising the bar on myself and my life in this move. Let’s hope I get the desired results, or at the very least, that I get to see my kids tomorrow. I love my life so much and want nothing more than to have more time in it, with the people I love.
This is a very sad and melancholy bunch of sentiments. Let’s hope things start looking up tomorrow.

My appointment time is 6am for a 7am surgery so I woke at 5am for a shower and called a car for 5:30am pick up. I got a very nice Uber driver so that’s a plus. I’m sleepy but happy and ready to get to surgery. I feel stronger and more confident than last night for sure. :)
Also the city looks beautiful at this hour. It’s nice to see the dimly lit rooms inside the beach-front apartments.
I’m still at 51% sure I made the right decision having this procedure and 49% not sure. I assume my 51% will drop in the coming days, but then rise again in a few weeks.
The Dr and his staff were lovely. They made me feel comfortable and eased me into my procedure. They gave me a cozy warm robe, the dr marked up my body and I got a chance to meet with the anesthesiologist and tell her that I was concerned bc I’d never had surgery or been under general anesthesia before. We walked into the OR and I got up on the table (with the team’s help). I laid on my back w my arms outstretched. The doctor asked me how I felt and I said I felt like the frog on frog dissection day in school. The team (5-6 people) all stood around me watching me intently. A few moments later my thoughts scrambled, I said I could feel my breathing becoming more difficult (which I felt they responded to) and went right to sleep.
When I woke up I was fully dressed in compression garment, bra, sweat pants and zip hoodie from my bag, plus shoes and glasses. I felt like someone had just ripped the warm blanket off me and I was cold for a second, before I was suddenly being helped into a wheelchair. The nurse wheeled me right outside and into the morning sun/the passenger seat of my car. I was def still very blurry (although managed to request that my seat heater be turned on) as my sister drove us home. I was concerned that my things weren’t all gathered but everything I could think of was in place, so I let that thought go and put my seat back.
Post op
I’m happy and feeling good. My body only hurts if I move it (just as Dr Craft said). I took an oxycodone w lunch and might take one more w dinner but am not in pain. Peeing is interesting through the hole in my garment (bc you def don’t want to accidentally pee on it since you cannot take it off!)
My boobs feel almost exactly like they did when they were engorged w milk after having my children.
The sorest part is the back of my right arm and my lower back/flanks. This is an area that wasn’t on my wish list but my Dr added it. Since this has been the hardest part, I’ve def has moments where I wondered if that was a mistake (although when you’re all battered and bruised, this is prob not a significant addition.)
I spent the day on the couch, napping all morning then chatting in the afternoon. I felt great, but realize I probably still had adrenaline/heavy pain meds coursing through my body. Lastly, I even took a conf call at 3pm. I made good, clear points so my brain was working ok (not cloudy) grateful for that.
My nurse (ie. sister who we flew in for the week to give me a hand) is helping me move around very little, administering meds, keeping me hydrated and doing any physical work I need done around the house and for the kids. Thank G*d she is here! I don’t know what I’d do without her help! While I feel generally good laying around, I would HATE to have to walk around right now and do that stuff myself...
Slight numbness in lower arms and fingers. A little throbbing in my right calf. Sore upper right arm, lower back, boobs. Legs only when I walk

1 Day Post-Op

I had a doctors appt at 12:30. I stayed home in the morning while my sister drove the kids to school. I was much sleepier and sorer today than yesterday (strangely.)

During the appt w Dr. Craft, he pulled my compression garment down and I almost instantly became light headed and felt nauseous and had to sit down. I think this had to do with the change in pressure but also visibly seeing my battered body. I napped most of the afternoon bc I was really sleepy. Oh and we rubbed cbd cream all over my lower back before bed last night bc this area is still VERY sore.

Day 2 Post-Op

I went along to drop kids off at school today. I felt much better this morning. Cbd cream?? My elbows are still bleeding and now pretty swollen/bruised. Because I didn’t have a whole lot of fat in any one area, the doctor took fat from: outer thighs, inner thighs, inner knees, lower back/flanks, upper arms (this is where the elbow incision comes in.)

I had another conference call which went pretty well. I stopped taking oxicodone. Last night was my last, so now I’ll switch to Tylenol as needed. I’m mostly sore when I move and more than anything my muscles are extremely tight. They feel like half their original length and original flexibility. Not sure if I should start stretching them out? Also, I’ve read other people talking about what feels like a ‘tearing’ feeling in the muscles whenever you move. That’s 100% accurate. For me, this happens mostly after I’ve been sitting or laying for a while, and mostly in my lower back, thighs.

Also haven’t pooped yet :/ that’s concerning.

On a positive note, I’ve felt like my brain was surprisingly clear the last 3 days, considering all the drugs. I’m only now starting to feel the brain-numbing effects of the oxicodones (now that I’m off them.)