Better Late Than Never! - Miami, FL

OK first let me say I'm 3 days post op been going back & forth rather to do a review or not. Decided today yes, I should help like others help myself .better late than never. So you'll have a lot to read at once then I'll keep you posted day by day. Little about myself 25 yrs old just had my 4th baby last year & just felt like it was time to get my body how I want it. Been a member since 2014 just reading reviews stealing wish pics that fit my wants & needs. Trying to determine overall if it would be worth it. Hubbs not the biggest fan of me getting surgery but hey I'm sure he'll reap the benefits of it plus he's in perfect shape. So moving forward I arrived day before surgery 3.13.16 went to the recovery house. So far so good a little bored due tobthevfact it was noon & nice out. Yet I was in the recovery house. Kind of made me regret bringing my mom & fiance' lol. So next day I had surgery scheduled for 9:30am. Recovery lady woke me up at 4:30am & said I should shower & get ready for appt. She said she wanted to best traffic. We left at 5:45am in my head I'm thinking she's [RS bleep] nuts but what do I know about Miami traffic so I went with the flow. The clinic was literally 28 mins from her home we arrived at 6:05am. She left me saying she had to get back home to start breakfast for her other patients. At this point I'm pissed but OK. I took a pregnancy test made my final payment then to the back I went. Nurse came in took before pics asked questions,weighed me, I electronically signed a few documents. She gave me gown ,compression socks,feet covers,hair net. 20 mins later in comes Ortega asked if I understood everything, asked why I wanted bbl was satisfied with my answer of wanting curves. Looked over my body,marked me up I showed him my wish pic. He glanced & just said so big as much as I can get in. I agreed,seemed a Lil rushed but as long as he know big I was satisfied. 9:30 came & went I got a little impatient due to the fact I had been there 3 hours already & it was uncomfortable & freezing cold in there. So 45 mins later anesthesiologist comes in asks questions explained what to expect & said he would come back & get me once Ortega is ready. The waiting game again ugh! So FINALLY around 11:50 he pops his head in ask if I'm ready. Of course! I walked into this FREEZING COLD room almost felt like I played in the freezer at the morgue. Anesthesiologist asks for my arm,Ortega comes in cracks a few jokes about how cold it was. I'm ignoring everyone with my eyes closed pleading with God to be covered with the blood of Jesus during my operation. I hear I'm going to start fluids in you then start your anesthesia might feel tingling. I'm watching the bad feeling something move quickly through my body. I almost felt like my nose was burning & my chest got a funny feeling in it. Next thing you know I woke up on my ass being stuffed in a tight faja shivering & hurting like crazy. I couldn't even gather a though process I just knew this [RS bleep] was for the birds. So they helped me into a wheel chair I could barely fit in on my ass again. Like really! I went back to the recovery house where she believed you shouldn't take pain meds just Tylenol. So she didn't get any of my scripts filled. Thank god my mom sent me with 12 narcos that I had to sneak & take by the way or I would've been fucked. I took a nap drunk plenty fluids,& had ate. I drenched my garment in literally 2 hours. She helped me clean & change to new garment while almost making me feel like I was wrong for bleeding like that but she's banother story I'll get to. Peed every hour didn't use my pez I had a big enough hole cut in my garment where I just pulled to the sides squatting & peed. 1st day in pain but moving fairly well considering I wasn't even 24 hours out of surgery.

Day after surgery I'm in pain but im moving eating drinking,felt pretty good compared to almost all the reviews I've been reading. I'm still sneaking narcos every 6 hours with my mom(a nurse by the way) reminding me to get up to take meds before pain kicks in. I'm draining a lot I didn't have drains so my garment is covered in blood & fluids. Miriam comes in washes my body tells me how dirty I am & not to get blood on her floors. I'm being respectful & just keeping my thoughts to myself while she assists me. I have a 11:30 post op appt at spectrum this day. So she takes garment off & decides let's drain some fluid. She rubs me fluids & blood just running out sides & stomach hurt so [RS bleep] bad I had to lay down a few times. I got very sick & faint feeling from the massage. She does my back while I'm laying down. I get up let her continue on my stomach which by the way I had to hold my fat up while she massage the fluids out I had a lot of loose skin after lipo to the abdomen. That [RS bleep] sucks! Finally we're done she change my bed I have a small meal. She explains she won't take me until her other patient comes from surgery. In my head I'm thinking wtf your other patient have to do with my 11:30 appt. When I'm positive I paid a thousand dollars for my own personal surgery & post op needs to be met. But she lied & told me she talked to the clinic & they said they would see me as soon as I arrived. She rode me around a hour & 1/2 on my very sore stomach handling business for another patient. I'm pissed but we make it to spectrum at 1:30 the place is packed I peed myself in the garage because she wouldn't stop for me to use a bathroom. Just kept saying we're almost there honey. I'm telling this lady I can't hold my pee at all. Like when I got to go I got to go. We get upstairs there's nowhere for me to lay I'm irritated socks wet all waiting rooms full. I literally stood 2 hours to finally be seen by the p.a. she checked drainage I was still draining soaking my garment & guaze she changed my dressings I was out a hr later. I felt bad the whole time due to the fact one of her patients had to wait a hr after boob surgery for me to finish. I couldn't imagine how she felt cause after surgery I would've [RS bleep] lost it. We get back to the house thank goodness. I asked to be changed out my garment into a new one didn't happen. I slept all night feeling disgusted & over whelmed. But pain was bearable compared to the girls that had to suffer while only being given Tylenol. I was sneaking my narcos every 6 hours. She didn't have my meds filled yet so she gave me 2 antibiotics she had at the house. I slept the rest of the day only waking to pee & pop pills & talk with one of her patients that helped me every step of the way. God was watching over me.

Day 2 I'm still managing my pain pretty well. I was actually able to get a nice walk in with another patient who was 7 days post op. Without this girl I probably would've lost my kool but I had Hubbs & moms supporting & comforting me when I was able to stay woke. So I'm up walking eating changed my garment I wore the xl while my xxl & garment from spectrum. I was give the ok to shower the previous day by p.a at post op follow up. So yes today I thought would be the day I got to feel clean & rejuvenated if only for a few hours before I messed my last garment up again. Boy was I wrong, my care giver was gone most of the day saying she was getting another patient & my prescription filled. Her son asked if I needed anything I said to shower he gave me the ok but I guess confirmed it with his mom. She gets me on the phone saying no to a shower at this point I've had enough of this lady [RS bleep]. I told her I was given the ok to shower & that's exactly what I was going to do. She says trust her she's a nurse(my mom looked her up once again a [RS bleep] lie) & not to listen to the clinic because they have m/a & she knows more. [RS bleep] that I smell like pee my garment is nasty Mrs nice girl has left the building I paid you to accommodate my needs & you don't fill them I will gladly cancel your ass & on to the next one. I had been treated rudely & unprofessional from day 1. She was already threading on thin ice. I'm not a kid a grown ass woman with kids to be exact & I'm not walking around feeling nasty smelling of urine. She agreed to assist me once she arrived. Finally she's back she comes in my room & ask if I'm ready I say yes grab my things. She says do you have towels cause you're bleeding & can not use my towels we can use your dress. [RS bleep] what!!! Run that again!!! I had given her a hundred dollars but get my antibiotics, another garment,robe,black compression stockings. Since she only came back with meds & sports socks I made her ass give me my money back for if you knew you wouldn't be providing me towels(which in my quote she says to bring nothing everything is provided) but me being me still packed my [RS bleep] except towels. I asked why she didn't use my money to buy me towels knowing she would be assisting with a shower. She told me she was too busy been busy since I arrived & she could only do so much. I packed all my [RS bleep] & called another recovery home for pick up. She charged me 600.00 for the 3 days I was there & she gave minimal assistance I had a whole bag of dirty clothes & garments to take with me. Which in fact she could've taken that 600.00 & shoved it inside her lump sided sagging ass for all I cared I was getting the hell out that cave. I left around 10:30 best decision I've made since walking through her door.