Upon the beginning of my transformation, I was a B-cup on the right side and an A on the left, with approximately 50ccs difference between the 2 breasts. I was seeking a pair of fuller, larger breasts with symmetry and a small lift. I ended up with Mentor smooth round smooth silicone implants, 700ccs on the left and 650 on the right. I went submuscular with a periareolar incision. My abdomen required a modified abdominoplasty. I had a horizontal incision from hip to hip and my navel was stretched down and remolded to a shape more appropriate for a stomach (pregnancy had stretched it out and left it a misshapen mess).
Because I went away for my surgery, I spent much of time sightseeing, shopping, and resting, so I regret that I did not begin posting at the time of surgery; however, I have been writing during the entire process, so I am now condensing my notes in and posting about my experience.
My first pre-op was the day before my surgery; all other inquiries and ‘meetings’ were done via email, telephone, and Skype. I was fortunate to have such an amazing team working with me. They were incredibly thorough, insightful, and knowledgeable. My pre-op was a little over an hour, with Dr. Anton assessing my abdomen, something difficult to do over Skype. I was given two options: one would leave my midsection tight as a drum skin but with a vertical scar from my bellybutton down; the other one would allow the loose skin to be tightened as much as possible though not as tightly as the first option but without the unsightly scar. After my initial knee-jerk response (“No! Make it as tight as you can!”), I conceded to the opinion of Dr. Anton, his nurse, and my boyfriend and went with the option to sacrifice a slightly less than washboard front for a tight one without a scar. We also spent some time trying on sizers, although it did not take long as I knew roughly the number of cc’s I wanted (prior to flying out I had my bf help me fills bags with lentils and pop them in my bra until I found the size I wanted; I then measured out the lentils and converted the ml’s to cc’s). I settled on 700cc and was devastated when he told me I might need to settle for 500, as he was not sure how much my tissue would stretch. I was crushed but my faith remained steadfast and thankfully he WAS able to do 700’s (at least on the one side, to even me out). Best advice I can give anyone going into pre-op: be prepared to change your plans and TRUST YOUR SURGEON! If you don’t trust his opinion, you have the wrong PS! Also, research, research, research; do your homework and know what you’re going into, the procedure, and all the variables. The more knowledge you are armed with, the easier you will understand and be agreeable to changes in your plans. Second piece of advice: get your prescriptions filled beforehand to avoid having to that the following day because following anesthetic because you will be in a fog for the whole day.
The night before surgery I wiped down the area from my neck to my pubis with isopropyl alcohol before showering with Hibiclens, an antiseptic body wash that smells as sterile it sounds. I also washed my hair and shaved, as I knew it would be difficult/uncomfortable to attempt the next day. On the morning of the surgery, I repeated the routine with the alcohol and the Hibiclens. I had to forego deodorant, lotion, perfume, and makeup, as per the printed instructions from the surgery center, although I did dab just a touch of foundation to cover the minor flaws, a product of inflamed hormones from PMS. I arrived an hour early at 10:00am, which was fortunate as I was admitted 40 mins before schedule. My PS came in, drew on me in crimson and an unflattering russet. We discussed once more the two options for my abdominoplasty and made our final decision. After meeting the anesthetist, I was wheeled into the OR. The room was freezing and I was grateful for the heavy blanket they covered me with. My last memory was the cluster of lights just overhead and everyone’s disembodied voices floating around me. I felt a warm sensation and started feeling drowsy and then I was suddenly being woken up in recovery. I had no pain, or any sensation, other than being incredibly lethargic. I was brought ice chips, but after eating a couple I was more than satiated; it took too much energy (I was that tired). I vaguely recall a nurse speaking to me and then helping me dress and get into a wheelchair, at which point my boyfriend materialized and wheeled me to the car. I don’t remember getting into the car, or the drive from the surgery center, or arriving at our hotel.
I had 2 post-ops while in California, where I educated on post-op care. I had all my questions answered, was taught the breast massage (which I will explain in tomorrow’s post), and had my incisions examined and bandages changed. By the end of the first week I was moving around more or less on my own, taking walks on the sand by the ocean, and showering easier. I still needed help to wash my hair as my arms felt strange lifting up all the way. I am now almost at the 2-week mark, tomorrow marking it a fortnight. I will get my before and after pictures up then. For now, everything is great. Post-op has been easy and remarkably pain-free. I will post more along with pics tomorrow. It’s nice to be home with ‘the girls’ ;)