Like most of you, I developed early and was teased and sexualized at a young age. I was a size 4/6 most of my life, with large breasts. I didn’t like them. They were hard to dress. Exercise was difficult. And worst of all was the continuous neck, shoulder and back pain. The shoulder grooves, the occasional rash, the usual suspects. I don’t know what it is like to not have that pain ALL THE TIME! I noticed in the before pics that were taken that I lean forward when I stand. It’s no wonder! After having 2 children and nursing them, they grew and drooped even more.
In 2003, at age 47 I had breast reduction through my insurance. I choose an older, experienced surgeon who was a friend of my cousin. At that time I was a 34DD/DDD. Left was very obviously larger than righty by one cup size. I told the surgeon I wanted a small C, and that I wanted them even. I brought a bra in to show him the small C I wanted. My insurance required a minimum of 300gr removed from each breast, which I told him. To my horror, he only too 300gr out, leaving me a D/DD, with them still uneven! I asked him why he didn’t make them as small as I wanted and he said he felt I was too young and attractive to have them made that small. I was neither, but that’s beside the point. It was not his decision to make!! I asked why he didn’t make them even, and he said he didn’t remember that I told him they were different sizes. It was obvious! You can see from the post-op pics that one was larger than the other. A good surgeon would check them for uniformity. He said he just took the minimum 300gr from each side like the insurance wanted. He also got my permission to have another doctor (who I assume is being trained) “help” him during the surgery. I stupidly said yes, which I will never do again. He probably told the other surgeon, let’s each take out 300gr and call it a day!
Needless to say, I was crushed and very upset. He said that he wouldn’t do anything with them for a year so they could heal, and at that time we would consider making an adjustment on left to even them out. When I called in a year, he had retired! He probably already knew he would be retiring when he told me that. All that time, pain, money, and I end up with basically a lift and barely any reduction (probably mostly skin weight), and all of the same problems.
To compound the problem, menopause started shortly after the reduction. I did not know that at menopause they would grow due to hormonal changes! If I had known that, I may have considered waiting. Fast forward to 2015 and menopause is over, and I’m left with a 36DD and a 36DDD and an extra 20 pounds on me overall. They are probably larger than that – I just haven’t gone bra shopping because I’m so frustrated with them. I lose weight, and they stay big. At one point I lost the 20 pounds, tried on size 6 and 8 dresses, and there was still no room for my boobs. They are dense, and probably don’t have much fat in them.
For the last 3 years, as menopause slowed down, I have wanted to get the reduction. I thought that insurance wouldn’t cover a second reduction, but I learned that if it is medically necessary it doesn’t matter if it was done before – the medical problems exist. I have Blue Shield of California, and they approved me! I found an experienced doctor who recently left a group and opened his own practice. For a short while he accepted insurance as he built up his practice. I am very lucky to get into that window of time and I’m very excited about having him do the surgery.
Surgery is December 29th. A little over 2 weeks away. I have been reading Real Self for several months now and appreciating everyone’s stories and pictures. Having been through this before, I know what to expect for the most part. This site has helped to refresh my memory and get prepared. So wonderful to have supportive people who understand. The people in my life that I’ve talked to about it for the most part don’t understand the need or have something stupid to say like “well, don’t make them too small.”
I’ve been singing “All I want for Christmas are my two little boobs, my two little boobs, my two little boobs.” If all goes well, I will get my wish!
In 2003, at age 47 I had breast reduction through my insurance. I choose an older, experienced surgeon who was a friend of my cousin. At that time I was a 34DD/DDD. Left was very obviously larger than righty by one cup size. I told the surgeon I wanted a small C, and that I wanted them even. I brought a bra in to show him the small C I wanted. My insurance required a minimum of 300gr removed from each breast, which I told him. To my horror, he only too 300gr out, leaving me a D/DD, with them still uneven! I asked him why he didn’t make them as small as I wanted and he said he felt I was too young and attractive to have them made that small. I was neither, but that’s beside the point. It was not his decision to make!! I asked why he didn’t make them even, and he said he didn’t remember that I told him they were different sizes. It was obvious! You can see from the post-op pics that one was larger than the other. A good surgeon would check them for uniformity. He said he just took the minimum 300gr from each side like the insurance wanted. He also got my permission to have another doctor (who I assume is being trained) “help” him during the surgery. I stupidly said yes, which I will never do again. He probably told the other surgeon, let’s each take out 300gr and call it a day!
Needless to say, I was crushed and very upset. He said that he wouldn’t do anything with them for a year so they could heal, and at that time we would consider making an adjustment on left to even them out. When I called in a year, he had retired! He probably already knew he would be retiring when he told me that. All that time, pain, money, and I end up with basically a lift and barely any reduction (probably mostly skin weight), and all of the same problems.
To compound the problem, menopause started shortly after the reduction. I did not know that at menopause they would grow due to hormonal changes! If I had known that, I may have considered waiting. Fast forward to 2015 and menopause is over, and I’m left with a 36DD and a 36DDD and an extra 20 pounds on me overall. They are probably larger than that – I just haven’t gone bra shopping because I’m so frustrated with them. I lose weight, and they stay big. At one point I lost the 20 pounds, tried on size 6 and 8 dresses, and there was still no room for my boobs. They are dense, and probably don’t have much fat in them.
For the last 3 years, as menopause slowed down, I have wanted to get the reduction. I thought that insurance wouldn’t cover a second reduction, but I learned that if it is medically necessary it doesn’t matter if it was done before – the medical problems exist. I have Blue Shield of California, and they approved me! I found an experienced doctor who recently left a group and opened his own practice. For a short while he accepted insurance as he built up his practice. I am very lucky to get into that window of time and I’m very excited about having him do the surgery.
Surgery is December 29th. A little over 2 weeks away. I have been reading Real Self for several months now and appreciating everyone’s stories and pictures. Having been through this before, I know what to expect for the most part. This site has helped to refresh my memory and get prepared. So wonderful to have supportive people who understand. The people in my life that I’ve talked to about it for the most part don’t understand the need or have something stupid to say like “well, don’t make them too small.”
I’ve been singing “All I want for Christmas are my two little boobs, my two little boobs, my two little boobs.” If all goes well, I will get my wish!
