61 Yrs Old, Extracapsular Rupture of 40 Yr Old Silicone Implants

As a teenager, I experienced severe bouts of anorexia/bulimia and by the time I recovered was left with 34 AA breasts. I was so depressed and full of self-loathing, and to me it felt like a matter of life or death to have breasts- any breasts at all! I wore see-through shirts sometimes, and still looked like a boy and attracted some really mortifying comments.
At 21 I couldn’t stand it anymore, and had my BA. I honestly just wanted to blend in, and the thought of huge knockers was furthest from my mind. I had 180cc silicone overs, which took me to a 34B, and I have to say they were just beautiful . For the first time I felt “normal”, whatever that means!
Looking back, I can’t believe how insecure and desperate I was. Much as I hated those fake boobs later in life, at the time it seemed like a miracle.
Will tell my explant story soon ????

I lived with these strange objects for 4 decades, and successfully breastfed my four children, the shortest time for 6 months and the longest was for 2 1/2 years (well, he was the baby of the family!). No problems with milk supply, but I did have painful engorgement when the milk came in where my breasts swelled from 34B to 34DD. I had very mild capsular contracture where my breasts felt a little firm, but nothing major. I was one of the lucky ones in that regard. After having kids, my weight increased and I was wearing 36B bras- not too unmanageable!

In 2016, I fell down a flight of stairs and landed full on my left breast on the concrete- the pain was excruciating on both breasts but especially the left. A few weeks later I noticed some firm lumps under that boob- painless but about the size of chestnuts. I was terrified! Of course we think the worst when we feel a breast lump. My doctor sent me for a mammogram and ultrasound- no cancer, yay! But they found extracapsular silicone and that was the beginning of the end for the fake boobies.
I hope this pic turns out ok- this is from the mammogram and you can see the rupture xx

The hospital was 2hrs drive from home, and I arrived at 7am- second on the list for surgery that day. Due to some complications with the lady who went first, I spent 3hrs in the prepping area (starving, haha!) before being transferred to the operating table. Was given the Ahh! Meds and enjoyed the floating sensation for around 10 seconds then was knocked out. Best sleep ever, and in Recovery I just didn’t want to wake up- so restful!
I eventually woke to find drains inserted and a very tight binder- my surgeon recommends tight compression for the first 6 weeks, to enable the tissue to adhere properly and to avoid seroma.
Dr Sandercoe is an amazing surgeon, and although the binder was uncomfortable I’m so glad he insists on patients wearing one.