POSTED UNDER Motiva Breast Implants Reviews
38 Years Old, 5'2, 131 Lbs, Waiting for BA: Motiva Round Full 425cc - Sweden, SE
UPDATED FROM Godingens gumma
2 days post
30 April- home sweet home
Today I woke up home in my own sofa.
Yesterday my boyfriend picked me up at my brothers home, our trip home is approximately one hour. It wasn't a pleasant trip because there were a lot of bumps/holes on the way, I could barely take nine steps in the stairs to our home.
The painkiller kicked in and it was okay again.
Today my appetite is back and my stomach isn't so big/swollen.
I can write and do my updates here.
I don't know why my photos flips - I apologize for this but hopefully you can see my journey anyway.
Yesterday my boyfriend picked me up at my brothers home, our trip home is approximately one hour. It wasn't a pleasant trip because there were a lot of bumps/holes on the way, I could barely take nine steps in the stairs to our home.
The painkiller kicked in and it was okay again.
Today my appetite is back and my stomach isn't so big/swollen.
I can write and do my updates here.
I don't know why my photos flips - I apologize for this but hopefully you can see my journey anyway.
UPDATED FROM Godingens gumma
2 days post
29 April- removal of the compress
I woke up 5 o'clock, Friday morning, a little bit disoriented and wondering where I were. I realized that I was home at my brother and my sister in law.
I slept in the sofa sitting upright, I actually got a good nights sleep and felt great.
The pain doesn't kill me, I've got some medicine and it feels okay until it's time to take the compresses off.
I stood up and my sister in law helped me, it felt like I was going to fall apart in two halfs. It was nearly that I fainted, so I had too sit down meanwhile my bra was put back.
Thank god I have painkillers, they take me through this day
I slept in the sofa sitting upright, I actually got a good nights sleep and felt great.
The pain doesn't kill me, I've got some medicine and it feels okay until it's time to take the compresses off.
I stood up and my sister in law helped me, it felt like I was going to fall apart in two halfs. It was nearly that I fainted, so I had too sit down meanwhile my bra was put back.
Thank god I have painkillers, they take me through this day
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UPDATED FROM Godingens gumma
2 days post
The BA-date is finally here, 28 April 2016
My sister in law picked me up at 9 o'clock and we headed towards Stromstad.
I had been awake since 4.30 in the morning because my "soon to be husband" starts working early and we had morning coffee together.
So anyway...
9.30 my phone rings and I answer, it's my surgeons assistant who's wondering if I can be at the clinic a little bit earlier. It's no problem because we're on our way.
Now I'm getting nervous.
We arrive at the hospital in good time and I sign some documents before the surgery (one paper is about that I have understood the risks with the BA and that there could be complications after the BA).
The nurse tells me that my implants have been disappeared, somebody at the hospital had signed the parcel when the implants arrived and had forgotten to look who it should be delivered to.
What a nightmare it could've been: No implants!!!
My surgeon took me to his office and did some drawing with a marker pen. After that he escorted me to the surgery room.
The anesthetic doctor took care of me and I went to sleep. One hour later I woke up with my new boobies.
I felt good but started freezing. After one hour with some more information about my implants, medication and aftercare it was time to go home.
Oh my god! I've never thought about how much I use my breastmuscles, every move I made felt in my whole body, my breasts were sore.
My sister in law helped me into the car and...
Here is a tip for you: Take a pillow and put it between your back and the car seat!
Two hours in the car was actually okay because of the pillow.
We arrived in their home late in the afternoon and I placed my butt in the sofa, slumbering a little.
My sleeping position for the night: Sitting upright.
I had been awake since 4.30 in the morning because my "soon to be husband" starts working early and we had morning coffee together.
So anyway...
9.30 my phone rings and I answer, it's my surgeons assistant who's wondering if I can be at the clinic a little bit earlier. It's no problem because we're on our way.
Now I'm getting nervous.
We arrive at the hospital in good time and I sign some documents before the surgery (one paper is about that I have understood the risks with the BA and that there could be complications after the BA).
The nurse tells me that my implants have been disappeared, somebody at the hospital had signed the parcel when the implants arrived and had forgotten to look who it should be delivered to.
What a nightmare it could've been: No implants!!!
My surgeon took me to his office and did some drawing with a marker pen. After that he escorted me to the surgery room.
The anesthetic doctor took care of me and I went to sleep. One hour later I woke up with my new boobies.
I felt good but started freezing. After one hour with some more information about my implants, medication and aftercare it was time to go home.
Oh my god! I've never thought about how much I use my breastmuscles, every move I made felt in my whole body, my breasts were sore.
My sister in law helped me into the car and...
Here is a tip for you: Take a pillow and put it between your back and the car seat!
Two hours in the car was actually okay because of the pillow.
We arrived in their home late in the afternoon and I placed my butt in the sofa, slumbering a little.
My sleeping position for the night: Sitting upright.
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