Like the Good Bra I Never Had - Edinburgh, GB

By way of explanation, I've always been a "cup half full" kinda girl in more ways than two. I have a fantastic group of friends and family, a wonderful husband, a great job and all the shoes I could possibly need. Despite an otherwise happy existence, one issue with two ladies in my life has dominated over the last few years - well 16 years to be precise. Me and "the girls" have been on quite a journey since they first made their appearance in 2000. The waves of change that ushered in the new millennium, also delivered a personal revolution. Late to the table, my "lady bongos" were just excited pimples for the first 6 months. I proudly sported my "molehills" in my M&S mini bralette for that first 6 months, taking every opportunity to boost my fledgling fried eggs with the old "loo-paper-down-the-bra trick". Needless to say, the requirement for augmentation did not last long.

Almost overnight, my insignificant double a's erupted into blooming double d's, swiftly followed by colossal G cups. The teenage drought in my love life up until then was transformed immediately. One would be forgiven for thinking that somehow, the fairer sex become more attractive, the bigger their boobs are. I can assure you this is certainly not the case. Confidence is the most beautiful thing a woman can wear. These new hooters initially enhanced my Joie de Vivre but I soon began to obsess about my appendages and not in a positive way. The constant distraction and restriction that this buxom bosom bestowed on all aspects of my life, dulled the glow of what should have been a very carefree adolescence.
I wanted to revel in my new curves but these felt less like funbags and more like millstones around my neck. Exercise was an unmitigated disaster. My posture was terrible, I looked more like an apostrophe than an exclamation mark. As a teenager and into my twenties, I really wanted to engage with developing my visual identity and experimenting with fashion. Wedging 2.5kg of of bejiggling boob into a scrappy vest in a Topshop changing room was unfortunately not anyones idea of a fun shopping trip. So I hid. Under pashminas, baggy jumpers in summer, baggy jumpers in winter, baggy jumpers at weddings...
The final straw came prior to my own recent wedding. No dress would fit these gigantic g cups and several unkind assistants in wedding dress shops deepened my distain. One custom made couture dress later and like a "calendar girls" photo shoot, I was still trying to hide them behind carefully placed bouquets and a fur stole on my big day.

I was accepted on the NHS for treatment in 2008 and turned it down due to lack of family agreement and support of my decision. Serendipitously, this paved the way for a much better outcome.

I had my procedure on 13th April 2017 (just 2 weeks ago) and spent 2 nights in hospital. I have not looked back once. The general anaesthetic is a little exhausting for the first few days following the procedure. Pain levels never exceeded 5/10 for me and nursing support staff were quick to address any discomfort I had and make the post operative period as comfortable as possible. The recovery is extremely easy and the team at Spire Murrayfield made the whole journey seamless (if you don't count the discreet anchor shaped scar on each breast!). I have had 5 post operative dressing review appointments with the team at Beechwood house since the procedure and feel very well looked after. I had 700g removed from each breast so 1.4kg in total and I feel lighter now not only physically but mentally.

As a dentist, years of giving patients accidental boob earmuffs are now gone. No more gapey shirts, hydraulic bras, back pain and exercise induced black eyes. Eye contact! The exhaustion of lugging the ladies around has finally concluded. I am realistic they will never be perfect, more like sisters than twins, but this first 2 weeks has been heaven. I will wear my strappy or god forbid strapless top with pride and feel the wind on my shoulders this summer without the obligatory coverup for the first time. My self-esteem has risen dramatically – I hadn’t realised just how much the restrictions my heavy breasts placed on my life affected my mental wellbeing. This has changed my life.

I can whole heartedly recommend this procedure to anyone who feels a similar way.