From my teens, I had always hated my breasts. I had "bloomed" early and my breasts had taken on a cartoon like enormity (38HH) and were oversized on my 5'2 frame. By the age of 20, my breasts looked like those seen on the tribal women in a National Geographic magazine. They overtook every aspect of my life and rather than be described as the funny or intelligent girl, I was always classed as the "girl with the massive boobs". This took a great toll on my self esteem. Yet I was petrified to tell anyone. One afternoon, I spoke to my Aunt and my grandmother and I confessed my feelings about my breasts. My aunt told me about a plastic surgeon that she had heard fantastic things about and convinced me to make an appointment.
That day, I rang the clinic and spoke to Dr Briggs receptionist who informed me that they had an cancellation available the next day. I took it.
The clinic was easy to get to from the Subiaco train station and on entering, I was warmly greeted and made feel completely at ease.
When I met Dr Briggs, he was passionate about his work, he discussed the possibility of the reduction without presuming that I was automatically going to go forward with the operation. He spoke about the procedure in great detail and was extremely knowledgeable when he answered the million questions I had for him. He did tell me the risks of the operation and also gave me an idea of what I should be looking for in a surgeon if I chose not to have him perform the surgery. He never once made me feel ashamed or embarrassed about the size of my breasts but was able to make valid suggestion about potential size. I knew from speaking to him that he was the surgeon for me.
I scheduled to have the procedure carried out 2 weeks later in Hollywood Hospital.
On the morning of the procedure, Dr Briggs came up to the room to see me and mark me. I was later brought down to theatre and spoke to the Anaesthetist and scrub nurses who spoke very highly of "Patrick".
When I woke up, there was no pain. I felt as fantastic as someone who has just woken up from surgery can. The next day, I was discharged with a prescription for a very heavy painkiller but advised to take paracetamol if I found it too strong.
When I got home, I was able to have a proper look at the size, I cried when I took off the support bra two days later- not in pain but in sheer happiness at the fact that they were exactly what I wanted.
A week later, I went in to have the staples taken out. I could have danced out the door, I was elated.
It has been 6months since I have had this operation and I cannot explain the difference, it has made to me. The scars have healed beautifully and the swelling is completely gone. My body confidence is soaring, I no longer feel the need to hide under baggy shirts and dresses.
Edited 6/29/16 by Onzee