45 Year Old, One Child, 115#, 5'3", 325cc hp saline to 425 hp silicone gel - Wichita, KS

I now have Mentor moderate profile textured 325 cc submuscular saline implants. So my previous AA breast; although cute and perky had always been slightly asymmetric and this was not corrected with initial implant placement when I turned 30. I was satisfied with the outcome then within the last few years there have been some changes that were gradual but have worsened in degree. The left bottomed out and falls in my arm pit when lying down, ripples, stinging pain that lead me to the revision decision.
I'm here in Wichita Ks which is not exactly the mecca for cosmetic surgery. Looking for a surgeon I found that very few of the maybe 15 had much if any experience with pocket repair, none that I could see have revision listed under procedures on their web sites, not a single before and after revision photo to be seen. So I started calling. Most admittedly had very little experience, many flatly refused, and another that I consulted with gave me concern about their abilities at consult. I initially skimmed over
Dr. DeSplinter at Via Christi Health because Via Christi; that's where I get all my traditional health care I just didn't occur to me to go that direction. After consulting with Dr. DeSplinter and his staff I am confident that he can make the repairs needed with very minimal scarring and some great technique. Donya Rawlings his surgical nurse is even a board certified plastic surgery nurse. I have had questions on a couple different occasions and Donya has answered my emails and my questions quickly.
Here's the surgical plan
bilateral capsulectomies, exchange bilateral silicone implants; left mastoplexy, placement of phasix for pocket repair.
I had my consult two weeks ago and I have been counting the days down more than a few times each day. Some days I feel like a kid waiting for Christmas, and on others I feel like I have final exams looming over my head. It's very emotional and a very important procedure. First time around in 2000 I didn't have a care in the world. I hired a limo service for the day went by myself from Tulsa to Norman, Oklahoma, dropped $3,500 got my consult, & surgery same day then the driver took me back home and tucked me in with a lortab and a bottle of water. Ah to be young again. Yes; 30 is young.
I will have my wonderful husband of 6 years by my side this time although as he phrases it; "I don't want to know how the sausage is made" he is very supportive and adoring.
Only 9 days to go. Yay! (I think I'm gonna yack) I'm so excited/nervous.

That's what I used to tell my son when he was a small child and there was a special event he was waiting for. Counting down sleeps until the big day seemed to help calm his mind and keep him from obsessing about the time he was anxiously awaiting. So since March 25th I've been doing the same for myself. So yes, two more sleeps and I wake up to the big event.

8:45 check-in. Okay I know they won't get started right away. Likely I will be a couple hours in before I'm even on the table. It remains to be seen.
So this morning I cleaned my kitchen, bath, knocked out all laundry, ran all dishes, dusted, dry mopped the hard wood floors, (I have one of those big broom floor duster thingies that the custodian used to have in school, and it's my favorite cleaning toy), vacuumed the area rug, and painted my toe nails. I have little recollection of what I could do before but I seem to recall it was difficult to wipe my own ass, so I figured I'd be on the safe side and get done what I could.
Now I think the worst part of this might be the fact that I can not wear my Great Grandmother's diamond earrings, (which I never take off except for surgeries) my Wedding and engagement ring, (I don't realize how much I spin it on my finger till it's off), my promise ring, (my husband's sappy, romantic, token of love given to a thirty four year old woman when he wanted to let her know he had every intention of someday sealing the deal) and no make up, or contacts. Seriously what if another human being sees me looking like a person straight from the pages of People of Wal-Mart? Nothing to eat or drink is fine, but let's get technical, water is a drink, soda is a drink, juice a drink; coffee is clearly a pharmaceutical and should be exempt from this category. All those in agreement say aye. When I trash the reception area after I'm asked a stupid question like, "when's the last time you had anything to eat or drink?" it's on them.
So I go forth with humor, optimism, and hopes for a result that pleases me. I'll let you know when I'm awake and what it was like.