45 Y/o Ready for my Mommy Makeover! - Minneapolis, MN

It's hard to believe it's been 8 weeks since my surgery! So many different stages and emotions but when you are finally over that hump it's so very worth it. My body is still healing. I get massages weekly and have had a few acupuncture sessions for the breast pain. It worked wonders! I am getting used to my breast size more and more. Aesthetically, the are beautiful. I went from 36B to 36D.

It's been a little over four weeks. I've had more pain in my breasts than I thought I would. Apparently they are taking their sweet time dropping. The pocket must be tight (I am sure so they don't drop too much) because I can feel it when they spasm and tense up. I thought the pain would be like engorgement, and it is, but like on crack. I think 4 weeks was a turning point where I could finally take Advil again so I take 2 Advil and 1 Tylenol and that seems to work much better. I don't take muscle relaxers anymore either.
As I read over my update at 8 days post op, I would like to clarify a few things because it sounds very negative and I am usually not a very negative person. However, due to the pain, the Percocet and the lack (in my opinion) of compassion I was pushed right over the edge. I was full of regret, felt very scared and alone and honestly felt like I made the biggest mistake of my life (outside my first marriage, but that's on a different blog....). Though I am not going to apologize for my feelings because to me they were valid, I wish I would have waited until I wasn't so emotional and full of opiates. Hindsight is 20/20 and though you can think you are prepared for everything (pillows-check, pain meds-check, gatorade-check) you can't prepare yourself enough mentally for what you will go through until you are actually going through it. My hope is that perhaps, though very real and raw, my post will help to see things from a patient's perspective. That even though YOU might have years of experience (doctors, nurses etc.) it is almost always that patients FIRST experience. And though the silly questions that I am sure are asked over and over may seem trivial and redundant to the seasoned, it is very much real for us. I have to believe that most people who are in the medical field truly care about helping people and providing the utmost care. But perhaps sometimes the very thing that brought someone into the medical field gets lost within the daily process of seeing hundreds of patients and hearing the same fears, however irrational they may be.
Anyway, this experience is beyond anything I have ever experienced (not that I am a dare devil by nature, but I did stay at a Holiday Inn once.....). It tests your resilience, your faith, your motives, your strength and most of all your sanity. But like anything else that is worth having, it's worth it. There, I said it. It's. Worth. It. To go from hating my body for 25 years, to finally reaching the point of being able to have a mommy makeover, to regretting my decision and cursing vanity, to finally exhaling and saying it has all been worth it.......wow. Talk about living the life of Cybil. Sheesh! But anytime you can test yourself mentally, physically, and spiritually and grow from your experience AND end up with an awesome body to boot, is always, always, always worth it. :)

Here is my 14 dpo. My scar is looking great. I expect it to be darker due to my skin tone but the suture line really is beautiful. Doc is truly an artist.