320 cc Moderate Profile Silicone, BWD 12cm, 4 cm Projection, 170 cm, 5 Ft 7 Tall, under muscle, two kids (Breastfed), Long post!

So after nearly four years in total of breastfeeding I had a deflated but otherwise lovely (imo lol) B cup and just wanted a bit more fullness again. I told my doctor I wanted to be just one cup size bigger so I could look a bit more in proportion. I know huge boobs just wont suit me or my personality. I was originally thinking around 200cc but he suggested 320cc and the sizers looked good so we went with this. Definitely mod profile as I didn't want them projecting out too much more. I wanted to just have something there but not have it be really noticeable under clothes. None of my colleagues or anyone outside my immediate family know so I didn't want it to be obvious. I'd been wearing two padded bras at once for ages so hopefully later a light bra will look almost the same under clothes.

So I had it done today and have actual boobs now...

And they seem very good! I took a picture of my sweet little boobs this morning for posterity. When I got up and got undressed for my shower I looked in the mirror and thought 'what am I doing??? I look alright!' But then when I put my shirt of after I was like 'yeah, I need this'. And so I went through with it.

I shaved my legs and dressed normally, packed a shopping bag with a tracksuit and water bottle for later. And this might seem weird - I walked to the bus stop after saying good bye to my kids, caught the bus and then a train. The train station was only a kilometre from the hospital I had to go to so I figured I'd go for a nice little walk while I still could. All morning I didn't feel nervous at all. I kept waiting for it to kick it but it never did.

Anyway, after inquiring at reception I finally found where I had to go. Waited around for a while for the receptionist/admin lady to sort my forms out, signed a couple of things, then carried my folder and paperwork myself up to the theatre. I walked in to the waiting area and a friendly nurse met me, did more paperwork with me, took my blood pressure and stuff. I went to the toilet and put a surgical gown and foot covers on. Waited a little longer.

The nice nurse took me into the recovery area and I laid on a bed. The anaesthetist and another nurse came and put a cannula in (got it on the second try), did some more checks. I found myself in a strangely jovial mood, making jokes and feeling rather light-hearted. The anaesthetist had stuck his head in initially and I said 'next victim?' which made him laugh. Nobody likes down-in-the-mouth patients! They wheeled me into theatre and I got over onto the actual surgery table, which was like skinny bed. This is the point I had expected to feel a bit nervous. I guess I did, a little, but for some reason was compensating for it by being jokey. Everybody was happy and so lovely in there, it was a good vibe which put me at ease.

I'm not sure when they put the 'sleep serum' into my line, because they never mentioned it. A nurse was holding an oxygen mask on my face and I was telling her it wasn't giving my enough air, so she held it away a little. Next thing I know I'm waking up from some relaxing dream, feeling very cosy and comfortable. But I was pulling at the oxygen mask and trying to take deep breaths. A nurse I hadn't seen before came over, seeing that I was waking up and said I could take it off. I didn't feel any pain at all at this point. I shuffled myself up a bit and laid with my knees sticking up, sort of dozing on and off for a while. Last time I'd seen the time it had been 9:09. In the brief periods where I was more awake I asked the nurse for water, what time it was, how long I'd been asleep. She bought me water, told me it was ten to 11 and that I'd been sleeping for an hour. So my actual procedure only took an hour, if that! When I'd woken up my throat wasn't sore from the tube, but I felt like I'd been sleeping all night with my mouth open, just really dry.

Anyway I slowly woke up more, ate possibly the best tasting sandwich of my life, and another nurse made me two wonderful cups of tea. I rested and chatted with a girl that had just had abdominoplasty. NOW the pain had well and truly kicked in and was rapidly getting worse. I told them it was about a 4 on the scale. Not quite enough to make me teary. I laid back with my eyes squinted closed at times, but I still managed to drink my tea. They came and gave me an Endone, after pre-emptively putting some anti-nausea stuff in my line.

I finally got up and went to the loo. I hadn't really looked down yet but I didn't seem massive thankfully. When I saw myself in the mirror (with a loose top on) I thought 'oh thank goodness'. I looked similar to how I'd look normally with my two bras on. Just a bit fuller all round. Phew! I look like I did when my milk came in after having babies. If you've had kids then getting this done will feel like a snap in comparison. That's the only other hospital experience I personally have to compare it to, and mine were not complicated births, just dreadfully painful of course!

Anyway I went home about 12:30 and have only taken panadeine forte since. I actually feel fine. I was sleepy though and had just moments of fairly mild nausea through the afternoon. I rested til my kids came home after 3pm then went to the park with them and also went for a walk with my mum! I was really surprised at how normal I felt! Just achy and uncomfortable. I still played and talked with my kids and they didn't really pick up on anything being different. The swelling has definitely increased throughout the afternoon and evening though. I look bigger than I did immediately after surgery. I'm looking forward to it all settling back down! And when I does I'm pretty sure I'll be able to go back to work without it being noticeable. 

I haven't looked properly but from what I can see they just look like they used to when they were really engorged with milk. So my boobs have been this big before. But the top parts are getting more swollen by the hour and they even feel slightly itchy. I guess this will get better over the next couple of days. Maybe I did do too much this arv. I wondering if the pain will peak tomorrow. So far it's been SO much better than expected though! And the people at Canossa were wonderful! Will post more when they settle a bit. I haven't taken the bra off at all yet. I did manage a waist-down shower and the rest with a washer so I feel clean and human though!

I expected to wake up in a lot of pain this morning but it's been fine. It's mainly uncomfortable, achy and tight. Yesterday it was the cut muscle which seemed be hurting (and if I accidentally tensed that muscle oh mama) but today I feel like it's the actual pocket that's just sore and swollen. I can feel new swelling around near my armpits and even lower down on my ribs. But it's still very bearable, I've only taken Panadeine forte this morning and am still able to walk around the house just fine. Made a cup of tea, tidied the kitchen a bit, put a load of washing on, talked to my kids and hugged them very carefully before they went off to school.

I do wonder if I should have pushed to go a little smaller. My doctor had said if I did it might 'not be worth it' but I think it still would have. I care more about them looking good, rather than just looking big. I would have been happy putting 150cc in. I think they'll be fine though and hope they'll turn out the right size to dress up or down when I want to. As long as they look great, even if still smallish I wasn't concerned about getting value for money volume wise. My procedure was very inexpensive too - only $6k. My doctor is a cosmetic surgeon, not a full-on plastic surgeon which is why it was cheaper than others. But I figured this is their bread and butter, its very routine for them and fairly uncomplicated as far as surgery goes so I was fine with it. If it was going to cost $10k I wouldn't have bothered - probably because I wasn't that unhappy really. Just part of trying to be the best 'me' I can be!

One unexpected side effect - I'm feeling really, really bloody chatty lol. I couldn't shut up yesterday. I'm usually a quiet person, and it's weird because I've barely thought or spoken about this since I booked it months ago - and now I can't stop talking! Might have been the meds, haha. I nearly drove my mum crazy yesterday raving on, so hopefully writing here has been a good enough outlet for me for now!

I still have the surgical bra on so might take a pic once I'm able to take it off. I actually have idea when I'm meant to go back for a follow up visit(s). Hopefully they'll ring me today and let me know :)