Okie dokie, artichokie - time for a real update. It has been a whirlwind of a week. I'm 3 days past surgery today, or 4, depending on how you look at it, I suppose, but I'm going back to Wednesday to go over my consultation/pre-op appointment.
I chose my doctor based on his online reviews, and not because I went to multiple consults and liked him better. Local PSs to me charge significantly more for BAs and some of them even charge for the consultation. I DID go to a consultation with another doctor 2 years ago in Utah, whom I didn't particularly care for, and his prices were higher, so it was easy to dismiss the first doc when I found Fryer's reviews. He is about 5 hours away from me, but I have family we stayed with and they watched our children while my husband and I went to my appointments - a big help! But because he is so far away, I didn't do a consultation or my pre-op within the weeks before surgery, the way I would have if he'd been local. My consult/pre-op was on Wednesday, surgery was on Thursday, and my post-op appointment was Friday morning. I actually got $100 knocked off my price (for a total of $5,100) because I put my surgery on the calendar within so many days of the consult.
I had filled out most of the paperwork beforehand (they'd mailed it to me), so I brought that to the appointment on Wednesday. We didn't have to wait long after checking in. A nurse brought us to a consultation room and went over some health questions (am I allergic to anything? Am I on any meds? Do I smoke? That kind of stuff), then Dr. Fryer came in.
I'd seen his photo and sort of had an idea of what he would sound and act like. I was off. I guess I expected him to be kind of a fast-paced, energetic, incredibly friendly guy. I mean, he was friendly - but also professional. He seems older in person than he does in his photo. But what really surprised me was his voice - Dude has a really deep voice.
I didn't walk out of there feeling like we could be buddies (honestly, he didn't seem to have much of a sense of humor), but he was fine. I was actually slightly turned off by how much he encouraged us to give him a good review. According to him, he doesn't do any advertising other than word of mouth and those reviews - which is really smart, and I appreciate that approach, but I wish he would have left all of that suggestion until my post-op. Dude's most likely going to get a 5-star review from me anyway, but I'm just saying - it was a turn off.
It was during this appointment that I finally remembered to ask what the difference in profiles was (and had I not asked, they would have informed me, I'm sure.) I originally thought that I'd be more interested in a moderate profile, but because of my narrow frame, they suggested high profiles instead; or if I was going with moderate, to only go up to a certain amount of CCs. This is one of the things I dig about Dr. Fryer - he took my measurements and assessed what I wanted, why I wanted the BA in the first place, and put a lot of emphasis on the FEELING I was going to have about my implants and not necessarily the LOOK of them. Obviously the look leads to the feeling, but in his words: pretty much every sizer I tried on was going to look better than what I currently had, but at some point during the consultation I was going to put a size in that felt right, and it wasn't necessarily going to be the biggest. Based on my frame and measurements, he sent the nurse back in with a range of implant sizers that would work best for my body. If nothing else, I could see that seriously reducing the stress of choosing a size. I already had 300 to 350CCs in mind from reviewing profiles and from my previous consultation. I settled on the 350 ultra high profiles (UHPs), which determined that Dr. Fryer would place 375 UHPs. It didn't take me long to come to that decision.
As I sat there with those monsters in the bra and my clothes back on, waiting for Dr. Fryer to come back into the room, I thought of my mother-in-law, whose grouchface and silent disapproval taunts me from time to time. Not then, though. I suddenly realized: I could not care less about what she thinks of this, because it feels AWESOME. I LOVE IT. EFF the nay-sayers and criticizers! It was a pretty great moment for me and I hope it lasts into the first time I'm around my in-laws, ha!
I asked Dr. Fryer why he chose plastic surgery as a profession. He replied that he'd leaned toward surgery in general, and plastic surgery won out because he's a perfectionist. It bugged him that they would do, say, some kind of abdominal surgery, finish it all up, and then the surgeon would say "Okay, staple them up!" (Instead of finishing up in an aesthetically appealing way, is how I took it.) Dr. Fryer actually was doing microsurgery in addition to PS until recently (reattaching arms and fingers, working with nerves and stuff.) THAT is something that I think sets him apart. I'm no medical expert, but I like hearing that my PS is skilled at incredibly intricate procedures and is a perfectionist. I also asked him if and how PS's stigma affected his choosing it as a career. I liked his answer here, too: everyone's got their own plastic surgery - whether it's the car they drive, the clothes they buy, the house they live in - most people's vanity manifests in some shape or form. PS may be a bit more extreme, but it's just another thing people do to accomplish a feeling about themselves. Score, Dude. Works for me. And helped me feel a bit better about the vanity aspect of choosing to have the surgery. Well done, doc. ;)
We talked about the Keller Funnel, the device he uses to insert the implant without touching it, thereby reducing the chances of bacterial contamination. It literally looks like a cake decorating bag - Google it! It's pretty neat.
I was sent on my way with some anti-bacterial soap to shower with that night and the next morning (morning of surgery.) We stopped by an adjacent office to pick up my scar cream (included in the cost of surgery). I had to fill out a tiny amount of paperwork for that, but I think only for their own marketing purposes (so they could send me annoying emails I didn't want.)
Surgery was scheduled for 2:45 the next afternoon. I had to fast all day for it; nothing to eat past midnight Wednesday night, only water to drink but only up until 10:45am day of surgery, then no more.
Periodically throughout that day I'd revisit the selfies I took with my sizers on to renew my excitement. No more freak outs, and nerves didn't really ever set in. The appointment had gone great - couldn't wait for Thursday!
I'll update about surgery day tomorrow.