I have one major regret about my breast
reduction (BR) surgery – that I did not do it years ago!
One night when I was 11 years old, I went
to bed flat-chested. The next morning I woke up and whoaaaaa!
I was a C cup. No training bras for me; I went straight to the
adult bra section in the store. In my late teens and early
twenties it was kind of fun to be big busted, because I frequently
used them as date bait.
However, as the years rolled on, and my
breasts became bigger, heavier, and saggier, it began to take a toll
on my neck, shoulders and back, with continual pain. I also
had deep shoulder grooves from wearing industrial-strength bras.
And the under-boob rashes! I don’t even want to think about
those. I could never find tops that fit properly, because of
the big ‘girls’; I always had to buy tops that were 3 or 4 sizes too
What really pushed me to finally get
going was a picture taken of me at a party – I looked like one big
boob blob from shoulders to hips. I thought “I am finally
going to do this for myself”. So, in May 2007 I had an initial
consult with a Plastic Surgeon (PS) recommended by my primary care
physician. He agreed that I definitely needed a Breast
gathered the mountain of paperwork that my insurance company
required, gave it to my plastic surgeon, he submitted all the necessary
materials; and then I waited for approval, with fingers crossed.
In a few weeks the approval came and surgery was scheduled for
The weeks before the surgery were both an
exciting and scary time, as I bounced back and forth between “yay,
I’m finally getting smaller boobs” and “OMG, what am I doing to
myself?”. The big day finally arrived. As soon as
I got to the surgery check-in area, I became completely calm, I
don’t know why but it happened. Went through the last bit of
paperwork, got undressed and into a hospital gown, put my belongings
in a container the hospital provided (they keep it with you on your
gurney). A nurse came in and started the IV; she put it in my
hand because she said if it were in my elbow area I wouldn’t be able
to bend my arm. My Plastic Surgeon came in and we talked a few moments.
The anesthesiologist visited and I told him I wanted to wake up
afterward with my wits intact, and that absolutely no way did I want
to be nauseous. He said he would take care of both. Then
he injected Versed (the “happy drug”) into my IV line, and off we
went to the operating room. I literally fell asleep (or conked
out) with my head in the OR and my feet still in the hallway!
That’s the last thing I remember until
waking up in the recovery room. First thing I noticed was a
burning pain under my breasts. The recovery room nurse
immediately asked my pain level and I told her 8, so she injected
some Demerol into my IV. About 10 minutes later she asked me
again; I said still 8, so she put some Dilaudid into the
IV. My oh my, that was good stuff! In about
5 minutes I felt no pain and was quite cheerful.
No nausea either. After a couple of
hours in the recovery room I was wheeled to my hospital
room – my plastic surgeon insists that all his patients
stay overnight in the hospital. The only bothersome
part was my breasts were sore and uncomfortable, and the
drains were – not painful, but annoying. After an
uneventful night, the Plastic Surgeon came to my room in the morning,
removed the drains (no big deal) and I went home to recover.
My recovery, although uneventful, took
longer than I expected. I didn’t feel “myself” for about 2
months. I had a couple of separations, which took a few weeks
In March 2008 the plastic surgeon did a scar revision
surgery on my dog-ears. That was no big deal either.
Things I Would Have Done Differently:
I would have insisted that the PS make me the size I wanted to
be, (within surgical safety limits) and not the size that he
thought would be proportional for my body type. I
feel that, although he is an excellent surgeon, he left me too
large. I am currently looking into having a re-do/revision
to get to a smaller size.
I would have left the steri-strips
on longer. The PS said I could take them off after 5 days,
which I did. I feel that if I had left them on at least a
couple of weeks, that my scars would be thinner and lighter.
I would have used micropore tape
on my incisions for at least a couple of months. Again, I
feel that if I had done this, my scars would be thinner.
said, I have never regretted having the surgery, and I would do it
again in an instant, if I had to.