At 8 years old, even the little boys in my class would be trying to look down my shirt. Anywhere we'd go, my mom was always being momma bear when she would see an old man staring at meand go dry something to them like "she's 11 years old Don't you dare keep staring at my daughter!" It was so embarrassing. I was pretty much confined to t shirts my whole life. Even my mom would get upset with the way I looked as I enjoyed the freedom of wearing a tank top in the comfort of my own house with just me and my mom And say things like "go put on a shirt!" Or "I better never ever see you wear anything like that outside of this house! Do you understand?" Like It was my fault somehow. Not like I was going to anyway...I was embarrassed of them too. I was never really one who enjoyed having large breasts. I never considered them fun or a blessing.
One I got married I gained a bit of weight, making my Breasts somewhat larger but have since lost most of it. Of course the boobs didn't go anywhere though.
Now that hubby and I have pretty good jobs (we Work at a health insurance company) and health insurance we decided now is the time. The authorization was a piece of cake since I actually used to work in that department..I was pretty familiar with all of the criteria and what it took to get them to approve it. My insurance company actually took my 3 years of massage therapy as conservative medical management. I actually ended up not haVing to have any Kind of xray s or mris to show that there was nothing else wrong with me. If you guys have any questions if you're getting denials or anything let me know and I'll try to help explain.
I went to Dr Mark Leech in the Chattanooga area and from the first second I met him I was impressed. He's very smart and quick witted, allowed me to bring my husband and mom to my pre op appointment to meet him and answered any questions they had.
I had my surgery yesterday. As soon as I came out of surgery and was in the recovery room I was in a lot of pain in my incision site. I remember not having enough energy to talk but tried spelling out in sign language "ow" over and over again... but I realized that it jUst looked like I was saying "0-3" and they had no idea what I was doing lol! eventually I was able to talk and tell them and they got me on some meds pretty quickly. I was hoping to be out of the hospital by about noon or 1 but I got so queasy anytime they'd move me or I'd look around our keep my eyes open too long I didn't want to try to get in a moving vehicle. The nurse gave me some medication that dissolved on my tongue for the nausea and about 30 minutes later I was ready to go. I kept my eyes closed the whole ride home just in case.
When I got home I was in and out for a bit. Slept an hour here and there. .. but I found it difficult to pee for some reason. I normally pee every hour during the day but I've only been going on 4 hr increments despite all the fluids I'm drinking. Not sure what that's about yet.
People talk about constipation With anesthesia. .. so far it hadn't been a problem for me as I only do number 2 every 2 or 3 days anyway. I was sure to go the day before my surgeRy and took a stool softener last night since I know it can take a while for them to work and I don't want it to become a problem later.
I've been taKing my pain pills every four hours. I can normally start to tell I need the next one after 3 hours but I'm paranoid enough taking them every four. Once it gets in my system pretty good there's not much pain at all. I've been pretty awake and alert except those first few hours getting home.
I'll post a before picture. .. One after I gained a bunch of weight and one after I lost most of it. I currently don't have any after pictures because I haven't taken off the dressings or anything at this time. I guess I should check and see when I can do that huh?
From what I can tell so far, my Breasts are so much smaller! After reading reviews on real self for the lay few weeks the biggest complaint I saw is that girls kept coming out bigger than they wanted. The doctor would say c and they'd come out a d. I feel like there's hardly a point If you don't get what you want and what you know is going to make you happy and feel better. My doctor originally said a large c. Since I was between a ddd-dd, if he said c and I came out a d I knew I would be furious. I wanted him to go as small as he could- I even Told him at one point that I'd take a full mastectomy if he'd give it to me! Of course that was out of the question but I managed to talk him down to a b. I figured the worst that could happen was that I'd come out a c and I could live with that. However I was very adamant with my Doctor that I wanted a b and if there was going to be a margin of error that I wanted them to be smaller, not larger. He seemed to get the point as when he was making me up prior to surgery he wrote a big B in my chest "so he wouldn't forget" ha! That gave me a good chuckle and I immediately felt better.
Even though my Breasts are swollen and feel like rocks right now I can definitely tell they are much smaller and will likely turn out just like I want them to!
Also as a side note, I'm not sure how much the procedure cost yet as I don't have a bill. It just won't let me post the review without Putting in a number.