Explant w/Lift Happy Camper!!!

Hi girls! I'm not gonna be super long-winded. I've been reading all of your stories for a while in preparation for my procedure so that I know what to expect. I'll be explanting my 500 +/- cc saline implants along with the capsules (grade IV CC- gradually right implant migrated up toward my shoulder and hardened, VERY painful for about the last 1-2 years) via "en-bloc" capsulectomy and mastopexy. I have HATED these things for about 10 years but have never had the time or money to do anything about it. Well, finally MY TIME HAS COME! I will NOT miss them one bit. They were TOO BIG from day one and I should've just had the lift 20 years ago. I've learned some valuable life lessons from these things, so although they were a mistake, that is how we learn...isn't it? I did some intensive research, went on a few consults and found an amazing surgeon whom, I'm confident will fix my boobies. The price is for everything listed and uses IV sedation, so while I'll be unconscious for the 3 hour procedure, the recovery time, pain, bruising and swelling will be less than going under general anesthesia. I didn't feel right being able to reap the benefits for all of your courageous stories unless I reciprocated. I took some before pics and will certainly post them...but right now I'm still in shock over exactly how outrageous I look in them. I've avoided looking at them naked for years and have even resorted to celibacy in these most recent 2 yrs. due to their freakish appearance without clothing. I can NOT wait until June 4th. I feel like the day I am free from these hideous things, I will be reborn a new and improved, healthy, self-loving woman.

As you can see, I've posted a pic. Looking at it, I want to cry. As much as I hate how they look and feel, I cannot remember being any other way. All of you ladies describe feeling so light and free moving after explant, and for as long as I've been an adult, I've had these huge uncomfortable, embarrassing bags to lug around with me. I turned 40 recently and can't think of a time when I've felt free to dress any way I wanted without first considering how much (negative) attention I'd attract. I've seriously become so jaded with men and it's all due to these huge boobs that I CHOSE! What did I expect besides the wrong men being drawn to me for looking like someone I'm not.

My PS needed me to get a mammogram (guessing it's standard now for ladies of a certain age anyway) so I went today for mine. Maybe because I've never had a mammogram before (or children), but I feel like this is some kind of medeival torturte!!! It just blows me away that, in this day and age, something so barbaric is still used to detect abnormalities in womens' breasts! WHAT THE HELL?? 4 images needed of each breast. Okay, that's understandable, top-to-bottom L/R, then angled L/R. Now another of each with my CALCIFIED (PS's word) IMPLANTS moved (manually, by the tech as she squeezed the skin starting at the nipple so that the implant was not in the frame)...was..about..to..pass..out..gulp. Whew. So it's not childbirth, pain-wise, but holy-cow!!!!!