It’s Not a Scalpel. It’s a Magic Wand.

18 months ago at 52 I decided I’d had enough of wearing a harness to keep the girls in place. I was getting permanent indentations on my shoulders and my neck was hurting. I had plenty of breast tissue but after breastfeeding three children a year a piece, and the gravity that hit with age, the sagging was too much. I opted for a lift only. The results were better than expected. The scars are still fading and will probably always be visible if you look closely. However, I have all my sensation back, the shape is better than I ever had and I can go braless if I like. When I went for my mammogram this year the technician knew I had had breast surgery but still asked if I had had an implant. She couldn’t believe it was all mine and asked for my surgeon’s number right then and there. His staff is friendly and available. His nurses and anesthesiologist are top notch. I had told them ahead of time my issues with anesthesia earlier. It was the first time I’ve woken up without barfing for hours afterwards. If you are thinking about breast surgery you couldn’t be in better hands.