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5'1", 103lbs, 400cc Silicone Unders
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Ever since I can remember, I have wanted to have a...
RealSelfAnonymousMarch 7, 2015
WORTH IT$5,500
Ever since I can remember, I have wanted to have a full chest. I have a very lean and petite frame, but have always had a booty. After children, my hips widened a bit with the booty giving me a petite upper body with curves. In my twenties, I always joked about getting an augmentation but was never quite brave enough. Now that we are finished having children and are in a good financial state, my husband and I began talking about the seriousness of going forward with an augmentation. I am 5'1 and 103 pounds, so I wanted to be careful of not going too big, but also wanted them a bit larger than my go-to padded bra. I have many friends who have had augmentations, and none of them are obvious which is the look I was going for. I made an appointment with Dr. Mark Mason at Southlake Plastic Surgery in January after seeing his work on several people in person. I didn't feel the need to arrange multiple consultations because nothing beats personal referrals and seeing a doctor's work in person.
My consultation went wonderfully. Dr. Mason was thorough, answered all of my questions, explained everything about my anatomy, how they would look, what types of implants, what my tissue was like, all the post-op details and and answered every question I had with honesty. At the end, he had two questions for me, in which I had already answered. One: Am I doing this for me or someone else and Two: My financial situation. Both questions made me trust him even more. I had already mentioned that this was my decision solely and while my husband supported it, he was fine if I didn't get one and B) I had already mentioned we were paying up front with cash. He prefers not to perform on patients who are building debt on their cosmetic surgery or in which spouses are encouraging them to do it. I appreciate that so much because it shows that he is not in it for money.
Dr. Mason was up front about how he generally doesn't push for saline or silicon because he gives the implants at cost. He only charges for the operation and anesthesia. I truly doesn't matter to him what his patients chose. However, being the lean frame, he recommended the textured Mentor silicone to reduce rippling. I was already wanting silicon, so it made that decision so much easier. Based on my dimension and body shape, he recommended 325-400cc to achieve a full c. He was careful not to focus on the cc's as they aren't entirely accurate.
Attached are pictures of in the sizers. The first time, I went with my mom because I knew she would pick the most proportionate size for me. *green and white photos* The second set of pictures is when I brought my husband for his advice. I asked them to NOT tell us the cc until we had made a selection, so we were shocked when he said that we had chosen 400cc!!!!
Upon leaving, checked our and booked my surgery for March 6th! No turning back.
My consultation went wonderfully. Dr. Mason was thorough, answered all of my questions, explained everything about my anatomy, how they would look, what types of implants, what my tissue was like, all the post-op details and and answered every question I had with honesty. At the end, he had two questions for me, in which I had already answered. One: Am I doing this for me or someone else and Two: My financial situation. Both questions made me trust him even more. I had already mentioned that this was my decision solely and while my husband supported it, he was fine if I didn't get one and B) I had already mentioned we were paying up front with cash. He prefers not to perform on patients who are building debt on their cosmetic surgery or in which spouses are encouraging them to do it. I appreciate that so much because it shows that he is not in it for money.
Dr. Mason was up front about how he generally doesn't push for saline or silicon because he gives the implants at cost. He only charges for the operation and anesthesia. I truly doesn't matter to him what his patients chose. However, being the lean frame, he recommended the textured Mentor silicone to reduce rippling. I was already wanting silicon, so it made that decision so much easier. Based on my dimension and body shape, he recommended 325-400cc to achieve a full c. He was careful not to focus on the cc's as they aren't entirely accurate.
Attached are pictures of in the sizers. The first time, I went with my mom because I knew she would pick the most proportionate size for me. *green and white photos* The second set of pictures is when I brought my husband for his advice. I asked them to NOT tell us the cc until we had made a selection, so we were shocked when he said that we had chosen 400cc!!!!
Upon leaving, checked our and booked my surgery for March 6th! No turning back.
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Surgery Day!
RealSelfAnonymousMarch 8, 2015
Friday, March 6th, was the day I had been waiting for since early January. We had decided on silicone, under the muscle. While I could hardly wait for this day to come, I began to get really nervous. Not about going under but about still being a good mom to my children and making sure they didn't get nervous while I was't feeling well. Due to weather in North Texas this week (new record breaking snowfall), I wasn't sure what that was going to mean for my surgery which was originally planned for an arrival time of 6:45, surgery at 7:30. The evening before, I got my 'pre op' call where they go over everything in detail, what to expect, etc. At that time, they also mentioned that they would be delaying my start for a 9:15 arrival time and 10am surgery. At first thought, I was a little upset because I just wanted it over with. I obviously didn't let them know that, but the more the nurse and I spoke, the better I felt. With the new time, I could dress my oldest daughter for preschool, pack her lunch, snuggle with my little one year old, and just love on them a little more. It was also a my parents didn't have to drive in possible "black ice" trying to get her. Overall, it was a much better choice to start a little later.
After dropping off our daughter at preschool, we headed straight to Southlake Plastic Surgery. We sat in the most comfortable "post-op" operating room. It also most felt like you were home. We were only their a brief time before they called back my husband and me to an even more crazy comfortable room. I was told to undress everything but panties, but on knee high compression hose and the most super comfy "bear paw" socks. The recliner chair they sat me in was so comfortable and heated! After I had undressed into changed into my gown, one of the nurses came in to ask me a variety of questions and once I signed away my life, she began to administer the IV. She incredibly nice and personable, telling me about her life and kids. When one of veins blew, she was so apologetic and asked me to tell her a good story. I told her one that soap operas are made and she enthralled. It got all of our minds off the IV and surgery and I finally kept calm. When she left, the anesthesiologist entered the room and asked me another round of questions about my health. He had noted the zofran gave me horrible side effects so they went for phenergan for my IV nausea meds. He left and told me when he returned, he would be back shortly with my two 'margaritas.' I told him I was more than ready due to my nervousness.
Before he retuned, with the margarita, Dr. Mason came in. We once again went over all of my expectations and goals, I brought him pictures of my desired look along with a description of my goals:
"Natural slope. Proportionate. Symmetrical/even in size (although I know my one shoulder is higher than the other). Full. Not the “ball” look, not “up high”. Natural cleavage (as much as my anatomy will allow). As least augmented look as possible. I’d like people to wonder if I was that lucky to have good genetic breasts rather than know off the bat that they are augmented. Whatever size achieves as many of these goals as possible. Without knowing the size, my mom and husband agreed that 400cc looked good. I, however, thought they felt and made me look too big. I felt like I would be top heavy. We both agree that the 350 looked “natural”, but not quite “big enough” for the cost and physical nature of surgery. Maybe 375? I really don’t care the cc as long as they look natural, full, and proportionate."
Dr. Mason agreed and said based on his measurement and listening to me, he felt 375-400cc would be a proportionate fit. I am not a stick. I am 5'1" and 103 pounds, but I do have a booty and muscular thighs, so to be proportionate, I would need a little larger than someone who has my same height and weight, but not a booty or thicker legs. I expressed I was quite nervous about the 400's but he ensured that the three female nurses, himself, and male anesthesiologist would keep me proportionate and not like a stripper. He did say, however, as little, lean, and petite I am, people will naturally suspect implants no matter what size I do. :)
Upon the anesthesiologist's return, he administered one dose of the "margarita." My husband was telling me something me and the last thing I remember i s staring at two or three of him and telling him that I had no idea what he was saying. That was that. I vaguely remember something being said about "sit" or "lay" this way. Next thing I know, I am waking up in a recovery room. I hardly even remember that moment. I remember saying that I didn't feel well and *may* puke, but I did not. It basically felt like a burp was coming out but couldn't. Odd. Bright lights were frustrating me. I kept feeling the need to burp, but literally nothing would come out. But there is one thing I felt NOTHING about--pain. I felt ZERO pain. Nothing. Just sick to my stomach. They say that phenegran can make you a little woosier than zofran, but I simply can't take zofran. I don't remember the drive home and barely remember seeing my sweet mom who was watching out one year old. She was so happy to see me, but I had to lay down STAT. Apparently, she came in and kissed me and told me she loved me, but I don't remember that at all. Next thing I know, it's 2:15 and my husband, who had been doing work in our room watching over me, said he needed to leave to get our oldest daughter while I baby slept.
For the remainder of the day, I was totally of it. I don't even remember half of what happened. I am not sensitive at all to pain medication, anxiety medicine or even general anesthesia, so this was all new to me. I was so nauseated that I couldn't even walk in a straight line. I had full range motion of my arms, etc, and felt no pain. Just nausea if I stood up.
My husband made a light dinner for me (one of my favs) and within about five minutes, I was puking up everything I had eaten since the day before. I hadn't eaten from 5:15-1:00pm, then after that, I just had jello and saltines. I felt ready for my favorite light stir fry recipe. I ate about five bites and could tell it wasn't settling. Within five minutes, I puking relentless in the lined trash can my husband has placed by my bed. It was a lot of puke. But for the first time in my life, it felt so good.
Soon as I got that out of my system, I was totally fine. I haven't been nauseated since and the pain has remained manageable. I would call it more of a discomfort rather than actually pain. I have full range of motion in arms, can put my hair in a ponytail, put on clothes over my head. I really don't have any complaints today.
After dropping off our daughter at preschool, we headed straight to Southlake Plastic Surgery. We sat in the most comfortable "post-op" operating room. It also most felt like you were home. We were only their a brief time before they called back my husband and me to an even more crazy comfortable room. I was told to undress everything but panties, but on knee high compression hose and the most super comfy "bear paw" socks. The recliner chair they sat me in was so comfortable and heated! After I had undressed into changed into my gown, one of the nurses came in to ask me a variety of questions and once I signed away my life, she began to administer the IV. She incredibly nice and personable, telling me about her life and kids. When one of veins blew, she was so apologetic and asked me to tell her a good story. I told her one that soap operas are made and she enthralled. It got all of our minds off the IV and surgery and I finally kept calm. When she left, the anesthesiologist entered the room and asked me another round of questions about my health. He had noted the zofran gave me horrible side effects so they went for phenergan for my IV nausea meds. He left and told me when he returned, he would be back shortly with my two 'margaritas.' I told him I was more than ready due to my nervousness.
Before he retuned, with the margarita, Dr. Mason came in. We once again went over all of my expectations and goals, I brought him pictures of my desired look along with a description of my goals:
"Natural slope. Proportionate. Symmetrical/even in size (although I know my one shoulder is higher than the other). Full. Not the “ball” look, not “up high”. Natural cleavage (as much as my anatomy will allow). As least augmented look as possible. I’d like people to wonder if I was that lucky to have good genetic breasts rather than know off the bat that they are augmented. Whatever size achieves as many of these goals as possible. Without knowing the size, my mom and husband agreed that 400cc looked good. I, however, thought they felt and made me look too big. I felt like I would be top heavy. We both agree that the 350 looked “natural”, but not quite “big enough” for the cost and physical nature of surgery. Maybe 375? I really don’t care the cc as long as they look natural, full, and proportionate."
Dr. Mason agreed and said based on his measurement and listening to me, he felt 375-400cc would be a proportionate fit. I am not a stick. I am 5'1" and 103 pounds, but I do have a booty and muscular thighs, so to be proportionate, I would need a little larger than someone who has my same height and weight, but not a booty or thicker legs. I expressed I was quite nervous about the 400's but he ensured that the three female nurses, himself, and male anesthesiologist would keep me proportionate and not like a stripper. He did say, however, as little, lean, and petite I am, people will naturally suspect implants no matter what size I do. :)
Upon the anesthesiologist's return, he administered one dose of the "margarita." My husband was telling me something me and the last thing I remember i s staring at two or three of him and telling him that I had no idea what he was saying. That was that. I vaguely remember something being said about "sit" or "lay" this way. Next thing I know, I am waking up in a recovery room. I hardly even remember that moment. I remember saying that I didn't feel well and *may* puke, but I did not. It basically felt like a burp was coming out but couldn't. Odd. Bright lights were frustrating me. I kept feeling the need to burp, but literally nothing would come out. But there is one thing I felt NOTHING about--pain. I felt ZERO pain. Nothing. Just sick to my stomach. They say that phenegran can make you a little woosier than zofran, but I simply can't take zofran. I don't remember the drive home and barely remember seeing my sweet mom who was watching out one year old. She was so happy to see me, but I had to lay down STAT. Apparently, she came in and kissed me and told me she loved me, but I don't remember that at all. Next thing I know, it's 2:15 and my husband, who had been doing work in our room watching over me, said he needed to leave to get our oldest daughter while I baby slept.
For the remainder of the day, I was totally of it. I don't even remember half of what happened. I am not sensitive at all to pain medication, anxiety medicine or even general anesthesia, so this was all new to me. I was so nauseated that I couldn't even walk in a straight line. I had full range motion of my arms, etc, and felt no pain. Just nausea if I stood up.
My husband made a light dinner for me (one of my favs) and within about five minutes, I was puking up everything I had eaten since the day before. I hadn't eaten from 5:15-1:00pm, then after that, I just had jello and saltines. I felt ready for my favorite light stir fry recipe. I ate about five bites and could tell it wasn't settling. Within five minutes, I puking relentless in the lined trash can my husband has placed by my bed. It was a lot of puke. But for the first time in my life, it felt so good.
Soon as I got that out of my system, I was totally fine. I haven't been nauseated since and the pain has remained manageable. I would call it more of a discomfort rather than actually pain. I have full range of motion in arms, can put my hair in a ponytail, put on clothes over my head. I really don't have any complaints today.
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September 26, 2015
I have the same height and weight with you. What size you were before surgery ?
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2 days post
Day One Post Op Pictures
RealSelfAnonymousMarch 8, 2015
Dr. Mason ended up going with the 400cc. He tried the 375 and all five of the staff members, based on the notes I have them, knew that wouldn't cut it. I was not okay with anything over 400. My husband did not care for the 350's as he felt like they just looked my padded bra. I am a little surprised 400's fit, but so far, despite my size dilemma, I think they look great. They have a lot of work to do, but here they are about five hours after surgery.
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