Lipo & BBL Things Jimerson doesn't tell you...

So I will start this off with my initial experience with Dr. Jimerson located in Suwanee, Georgia. I will be detailed down to my supplies, cost, financing company, monthly payments and pre/post op experience with BOTH initial BBL procedure and Revision. My revision is with Dr. Ortega in Cali, Columbia. The photos I post will be of me prior to Dr. Jimerson, post Dr. Jimerson and once I have my procedure finished with Dr. Ortega. This is just an intro so I will be posting daily my story as I have time to type and post.

My stories at first will be straight forward to get you to my main points quicker!! Ok so this was an exciting time for me. I gotten my consultation via email and phone with Dr. Curves nurse Angel. (Angel@4beauty.net) All paperwork was filled out and SX date set to May 4, 2015. I been researching since 2006. But nothing could have prepared me for what I was going to face. I financed my SX thru Prosper for $13,000. My payments were $429/mo at 7% interest rate at a 36 month term. I was flying from Vegas to Atlanta and planned a 10 day stay at a nearby hotel in Suwannee, GA. After SX I would be flying out day 7 post op. My boyfriend was my caretaker. I was advised to have some essentials so I went shopping!! Here was everything I bought. Afterwards I will rate the items and let you know if it was worth it. The ones with the asterisk were ones I had to discover on my own thru research and or 2 days post-op!!!! Dr. Curve was NOT INFORMATIVE NOR DETAILED!!!! Also you will see my original body before any surgery and my wish pics.

*Pink Go Girl Urinal
*Stool Softener
*Epi-Foam
*Faja (My own)
*Ab Board
*Maxi-dresses
*Face down massage pillow
*BBL pillow filled with seeds

Donut pillow
Diapers (depends)
Peroxide
Cotton rounds
Gauze

(Prescribed by must pay out of pocket) ~ $150-$250

-7 anti-coagulant shots (Blood thinner to prevent clots)
- Anti-biotic (Prevent infection)
- Pain medication
- Anti-itch medication
- Nausea medication

Ok, here I am dolls! I had all my supplies, my ticket, my man (caretaker) and my hotel stay. I also did some research and they said you needed a good 7-10 lymphatic drainage massage sessions. Look, at this point... I had no clue about anything and so I booked with some lady in ATL 5 massages. I thought there was not much left to know as my surgeon had my back. (I assumed) I figure as their specialty they know the ins and outs and they would be the one to provide the "vital" info I needed as their PAYING client. Well, I was wrong.

Day 1: Today was my surgery, I was nervous, I couldn't eat the day before but.... on top of everything I was excited. I checked in that morning with my guy and we waited in the waiting area. It wasn't a warm welcoming feel. That was the first thing I noticed. But I was so excited I looked past the warning. We went back and I signed waivers and my rights and my acknowledgement of the procedures. I was taken back and given a gown to change into. We sat almost an hour in the room and it was getting pretty cold. I was not feeling the comfort from his staff at all and everyone acted as if they cold care less if I was there or not. Finally, the nurse got me all prepared and the IV, ready to take fluid. She told me Jimerson was coming in shortly to do the consultation. This was the part I was looking forward to the most... the interaction with my surgeon and to tell him my high hopes and desires. I couldn't wait to get it all off my chest. I was so sure he would make me feel right at home. Finally he comes in, rather quiet and swiftly moving. He says hello with NO connection and pulls out a marker and undrapes me. Very few words were spoken and here I am showing him my desired results and he is there nodding and not even fully present with me. Saying yes, ok, yes... blah blah as he was pinching my fatty tissues and marking. Then he says.. "Ok, you are all set, I will see you after our anesthesia team prepares you for surgery." Just. Like. That.
(Pause: I am so angry right as I am writing. I can't believe I still moved forward with this [RS bleep]. Why did I get that worked up and excited and NOT take into account that I NEED TO BE COMFORTABLE with this surgeon that is about to change my life and or possibly take it?!)

Here comes the Anesthesiologist.. puts fluid in my IV and... BAM. I am out.

I woke up to pure pain. Pain beyond measures. I woke up on my right side and in my blurry vision I hear typing from a keyboard and I see the silhouette of the nurse monitoring me. I felt as if the skin on my ass was going to tear from the pressure. My abdomen, mid and lower back felt like it was hooked onto ropes and my body were suspended in the air as the weight was slowly separating on my skin from the muscles.

She approached me, cold, and irritated. I was moaning in pain and all she did was turn around and begin conversation with my guy. He is interrupting her... asking her to tend to me, asking her why am I like this.. he had pure fear in his eyes from how he seen me. He was worried and could do absolutely nothing. She told him I will be in discomfort and began to grab a wheelchair to get me the hell out of there. Yes, I wasn't there that much longer after waking. I was put into the back of the car, face down. I arrived at my cousins home instead of the hotel. She decided to take me in and so we cancelled our hotel stay. Upon getting out of the car, a stream of vomit sprinkles her front lawn. I am dizzy and the pain wakes me up all over again. I go upstairs, face down on the bed and lights out. No food. No water. Just. Pure. Vomit & pain.