My Breast Augmentation story...not trying to scare anyone, just
telling it like it was for me!
I had pretty much always had BA in the back of my mind from the time
that everyone else got their boobies and I never really did! I grew
up in a family of mostly women all of whom were VERY well endowed. I
somehow got left out in the boob department, I like to say that
being the youngest, there just wasn't any left to get after everyone
else got theirs! Any way you can imagine that my teen years were
full of small boob jokes and I was teased right up until I had my
daughter and got wonderfully full of milk! Sadly that doesn't last,
and when the milk went...EVERYTHING went! I didn't have any to spare
as it was!
I spent the next few years researching breast
augmentation and considering my
options. I had decided to have a BA about 2 years ago, but life got
in the way and the timing just wasn’t right and I had to wait. In
October of '07 I decided that I was going to have the surgery after
the New Year. It was my New Years resolution to do the one thing for
myself that I had waited so long to do. I waited to get through the
holidays and in January I started my consults. My second PS ended up
being the right choice and I put my deposit down and was scheduled
for surgery 3 weeks later on March 28, 2008. The weeks leading up to
surgery went so fast...nesting, shopping for supplies, and freaking
out over size, complications, etc. I was undecided on size up to the
day of surgery, but had it narrowed down to a couple of size
The night before surgery I was nervous, but so excited. I was ready
to get in there and get it over with! Surprisingly enough I was able
to get up and have my husband up and ready to go right on schedule.
I arrived at the surgery center at 7:15, and was scheduled for
surgery at 8:00 A.M. I was called back right away, and as soon
as I was, I got so nervous I thought I was going to pass out!
I got changed into my lovely gown, hat, and booties, and was off for
my pre-op workup. While I waited for my plastic surgeon, I got my antibiotic and
my 'happy pills' as the nurse called them. And they worked
FAST! We had started to try on the sizers - because I was
still unsure of what I wanted. By the time my PS came in I was a bit
fuzzy and giddy. I decided to go for the bigger implants in the end,
480 ccs. saline partial under the muscle. Now, it could have been
those 'happy pills' that made me choose the bigger size... who
knows, but I am SO glad I did. I know I wouldn’t have been
happy with the smaller size now. I had a nice chat with
the PS, albeit a drugged and somewhat foggy chat! Got my
lovely markings and was sent for my before pictures and straight to
From there on it was a blur. It was absolutely freezing in
there and I started shivering immediately!
The staff seemed to
come out of nowhere once I sat on that table! My nurse from
earlier strapping me down, another scrubbing me up, and another, who
introduced herself as my anesthetist( like it mattered then, I was
already wasted!) and went to work. I was out for the count and
then I woke up with what appears to be boobs...and out like a light
The ride home I do not really recall. Just a lot of pain,
nausea, and irritation with my husband! Back home I went
straight to bed, and woke up what seemed like 12 hours later even
though it was probably 30 minutes, and then proceeded to vomit.
After I thought I had made it without that nasty little side effect!
But at least I made it home and didn’t do it in the car! I am
so glad I had the anti nausea meds, as grossed out as I had been
over the thought of a suppository, it saved me that day!! My
poor husband was white as a ghost watching me because he didn’t know
how to help me...and there really wasn't any way. If I hadn't
been in so much pain I would have felt sorry for the guy!
I had a really hard time the first 24 hours...I was not on a pain
pump and the pills were not working so well! Thank God for
having the Plastic Surgeon’s cell number. I had severe back
pain and I cried a lot! The next day I woke up and felt as
though I had a large child sitting on my chest and the swelling was
out of control! Luckily I slept most of the days away for the
rest of the weekend.
My husband took care of all the post
operative phone calls and check in’s with the plastic surgeon.
I had very minimal bruising, but some pretty significant swelling,
that lasted for about 4 weeks after. It got better and better as the
days progressed and I became mobile again! My post operative visits
all went very well - and I got back to my normal...much improved
My hubby aka massage therapist/caretaker/bather/groomer/housekeeper,
lots of meds, ginger-ale, strawberry Fruit Newtons, and cheese is
what got me through all the REALLY rough days! I owe so much to my
family for all the help, with my daughter and everything else.
I couldn't have done it without them!
Next chapter is the size madness, the bra shopping madness, the all
out BOOB OBSESSION! But that's a whole other story, I will
just say I went through a bit of post operative depression that
passed as things became more normal looking and settled in, and once
I stopped my meds. I still have my days where I battle the thought
of going bigger and all of that insanity, but I could not be happier
with my results overall! I can only hope that if and when I have
them redone they turn out as awesome as these babies have!
really flew by after surgery and before I knew it had been 6 months!
It is honestly the best decision I have ever made and I am so much
happier, confident, and more comfortable with my body. Breast
Augmentation is definitely a learning process and has tested every
ounce of patience I have had start to finish! I would do it
all over again in a heartbeat...and more than likely will!
All I can say is...I have boobs and life is good!!