Third Times the Charm...I Hope! - Nova Scotia, NS

I tried to write a review before but it ended up in the forum section so with 2 days to go I'd thought I'd get it right this time & post a review where its supposed to be :)

I'm a single 45 yr old who lives in Nova Scotia with my 2 dogs & cat. I'm the girl that didn't wear a bra until I was 16. I used to get called names like Flatsy Patsy because of my small breasts. Then the summer between grade 11 & 12 happened. Overnight I went from no bra to a C cup!! And its been onward & upward ever since!.

Presently I'm wearing a 40H and thats over flowing if I'm completely honest with myself. I have always wanted a reduction. and this is the 3rd consultation I've had but this is the closest i've come to actually having the surgery. 2 days to go!! May 30th is my big day (or should I say little day.lol)

You see back in my 20s I had seen a surgeon, best in our area, and I was even approved by our provincial medical plan so it was going to be fully paid for. But the waiting list was long, years in fact, but I waited. and waited. Until 2 weeks before my surgery date I got a letter in the mail saying the doctor was no longer doing surgery & I had to see my family doctor to be referred to another PS. Are you kidding me???!!!! I was livid!! until I found out the poor man was dying of terminal cancer & actually died a week later. :(

Somewhere in the back of my head I took that as a sign & decided not to go through with it. until about 5 years later I went to another PS. In that 5 years I had started smoking (dumb!) and gained about 20 lbs (dumb!). He took one look at me & said I wouldn't even consider doing surgery on you because you are not a candidate for perfect results. Lose 30 lbs & quit smoking in the next 3 months & we'll talk. on top of that the rules for the provincial medical had changed, your BMI now has to be under 26 to qualify. Well I was never tiny and even at my thinnest my BMI was over 26. So I left angry & upset. I thought about trying to pay for it myself but was told with hospital costs & other costs it would be close to 20,000. way out of reach for me at the time.

Jump forward about 15 years to last January.. I get a call from my friend and she says "Krista I had a breast reduction last week & you HAVE GOT TO DO THIS!" At first I'm stunned, this girl is slim & fit & athletic, never someone I would think needs a BR. She then tells me that she was wearing a DD minimizing bra & a sports bra all the time (at the same time!) and that after 3 kids her breasts were saggy & deflated & ugly (her words,not mine). She said that when she ran (runs marathons) she would be raw from the chafing and her shoulders would be almost bloody by the end from her bra straps. She went to a surgical clinic that is fairly new to our area, paid privately & came out with perfect 34B breasts, that she is thrilled with.

After talking to her I thought the least I could do was have a consult and it would probably takes weeks to get an appointment
anyway. So I called. And imagine my shock when she says we just had a cancellation, can you come tomorrow?? EEEEEK!! Ok then, I guess I'm doing this.

The consult went very well & the PS was kind, compassionate & more than a bit patient. I was a basket case, even for the consult. I think I was expecting him to say "you don't qualify" but he was awesome! talked about what size to take me to, what I could expect and how it will impact my life. I left feeling nervously excited. I drove directly to the bank & took out a line of credit. I don't care anymore if I have to pay for it myself. I spend money on home renos, on friends & family, on the pets, the car, you name it, but never on fixing myself.

I called when I got home & booked my appointment. Initially it was May 22nd but the anesthesiologist looked at my file and decided he wants me to stay overnight due to it being a large reduction and the fact that I've never had surgery before. It probably doesn't help that i'm overweight as well. So my new surgery date is this Wednesday, May 30th. I live alone so my Mom has agreed to take in me & the dogs for a couple of nights & shes going to drive me to & from surgery. I'm scared. Freaking out in fact. But I can't wait to be on the other side of this all. I'm praying for a good result. For quick healing & no complications. Mostly I'm praying that it will go smoothly and I'll be happy with my decision.