The story of the twins.

[serenerush]

The twins are in! And they come with a story!

I woke up early the morning of (Tuesday).. showered.. got dressed in my comfies. I selected the "last bra" I'd be wearing on the old me. I brought the sports bra I would be leaving in, a couple pictures of fabulous boobies, a Harry Potter book, and set off to the PS's office with my bf. We got there so early, the door wasn't even unlocked yet! So every few minutes I'd go and jiggle the door handle, hoping that it would bother someone to at least let us in the office's waiting room (waiting in the lobby of a medical center right outside the PS's door is a little unnerving). Finally, they let us in, and I signed in, a nervous wreck the entire time, the last minute "oh my god, what am I doing?"s ringing through my head and out of my mouth.

The nurse finally!! came out and called me back, and my bf came with. They took my temperature (nifty little sticker they stuck on my forehead), my blood pressure (which I am sure was through the roof), and asked some prelim questions. Then the anesthesiologist came in, asked more questions. I changed into my lovely gown, and these stockings I can only describe as grandma's worst invention. White, tight thigh-highs with little holes above the toes (I assume to check oxygen levels in an emergency or something). I waited for my PS to come in, my bf looking nervous, but wayyy calmer than me.

The PS came in, sat down in front of me, and started looking at my charts. Size came up almost immediately, as it was one of the last things to confirm. He said 300ccs. I told him I wanted more than that, and I was thinking about 400ccs. I asked about HPs, and Mod+s. He seemed annoyed that I wanted to go bigger. Disappointed almost. Kept talking about how "weird" they would look. And then he said, "alright, but I don't want you calling me tomorrow and whining about how much it hurts, because it's going to hurt a lot. No whining. No complaining about pain." My mouth gaped open, and I started to question the man's desire to keep this professional. He nitpicked a few of the comments I made, and while he wasn't trying to talk me out of anything, I could tell he wasn't happy with me.

We took pre-op pics, and he mentioned that I had a decent amount of volume to start with. He said he'd check the implants he had on hand, and we'd see where to go from there. He said to give him a little lee-way as to the size, but he would go as big as he could without making me too "weird." As soon as he left me and my bf alone, I expressed my immediate dislike of the man. But the last few moments we had together seemed to fly by. Soon, they called me back, and my bf couldn't come with me this time. She said, "kissy kissy," and left us alone to say our quick goodbyes. Then it all moved really fast.

On to the table in an operating room. Blankets thrown on top of me, me huddled and shivering. People all around me, moving very fast. And I had to put my arms straight out to my side like I was flying. They strapped down one arm, I think there was a blood pressure cuff on it. When they put the heart monitor things on me (little round stickies with wires coming out of them), it hit me.. this was for real, it was serious, and it was surgery. The anesthesiologist grabbed my left hand and I could see the needle. She said I'd feel a little sting. HOLY CRAP. I could feel tendons and tissues being sliced through. She went into a vein in my hand/wrist junction, and it hurt like all hell. She was fiddling with it, a few more seconds of pain, and the needle was out, and just the catheter was in there... barely. It looked like it was slipping out. Then I heard someone say "get out of there! Get your finger out of the dike!" I have NO idea what this meant, but she then tried to rest the tube down on my hand to tape it down and my body fought back in protest, squirting her with a bit of blood. Serves her right (I've always been a blood-squirter anyway!).

Next thing I know, everyone is slowing down. My PS comes in and says he has 2 implants. One is a 300 Mod, fillable to 330. The other is a 330 HP, fillable to 400. He said he'd try them both and see what I could handle. The anesthesiologist says, "I'm going to give you something to make you not care about any of this." Within about a minute, I was out. The last few things I remember, were people looking at me, checking things at the last minute, and my RN, possibly the anesthesiologist, saying, "how are you doing?" To which I responded, "Great!!"


I woke up in a different room. I hurt like bloody hell! I was shaking because of the pain. So the nurses brought me water, and a machine that blows warm air, for underneath my blankets. I was warm, alright. It took all the strength I had to move it from blowing in the same place and overheating me. I asked what size I got (two or three times I think). The PS put in the HPs, and filled them to 375. I was overjoyed. But I kept asking questions.. How I got there, what time it was, where my boyfriend was.. And I think I was making a bit of noise because of all the pain I was in.

They took the IV out. They kept opening and closing my curtain, probably to shield the other people there from me, so they didn't hear me yelling and in pain. Not sure why, but someone would come to walk by, and a nurse would pull my curtain shut. Then open it again. I felt like I was being rushed out, as a nursed dressed me, and another showed my bf where to pull around back. I think I was wheeled out in a wheelchair to the curb, where I walked to the car. I think I smoked a cigarette on the way home. I also called my mom.

I was miserable at home. Swearing at my bf, in so much pain, not wanting to eat ANYTHING. Once I took some pain meds, I calmed down. I apologized. And I spent the next day and a half sleeping -- induced by the meds of course. I was either drugged from the pills or in such excruciating pain it sucked. I might be over-exaggerating a tad, but it was more than just discomfort, it was pain.

Well, a couple days later, and not much has changed. When I miss my pain meds (usually sleeping), I am in almost unbearable pain. My leftie hurts a LOT more than my rightie. It's also bigger. Almost like, something's wrong with it. I don't know. But my pain meds are running out. If I am very very conservative with them, I might make it through the day. Otherwise, I am on board to the pain train very quickly. I don't think it's safe to take Tylenol in the doses I am going to need.

I can't tell much about the size of them. I don't have a crease. Which is what I want, ultimately. I showed my mom (she came over yesterday), and she said they were huge, but I can hardly even see a difference. I won't worry about it now, it is the least of my worries. I just want to make it through recovery with no complications. Right now they're high, tight, hard, sore, and I expect them to stay like that much longer than I'd care to admit. It's just a matter of time.

I can't wait to shower today! I have a nice cushy job where I can dial in from home... so I can do all my work and take all my meetings from the comfort of my own home office. Which is nice. So I'm back "at work" which is nice, I'm really just trying to evaluate how much I have to do next week. Kohls is having a "lowest prices of the season" sale this weekend, so I'll go to check out bralettes and such (NO WAY I am staying in this bra for a month!), and some tank-tops w/shelf bras. I need some clothes to go to work in!

Anyway, I know my story is much longer than most here.. sorry.. but felt I had to get it out. Anyway.. I will continue to post in all the forums w/questions I have.. bc I have a ton!

Amanda and the twins thank you!

[Passlee]

Love your story. Its nice to hear things from the beginning to the end. Take care of you!!! I hope you'll have pics to share soon. Update on your recovery when you can and happy healing!

[KathyS]

Hey girl, sorry to hear that you were in such pain. I'm glad you got your ps to go bigger, mine was still very strict with mine and I understand why so I am okay with it. It's good to know that you are back to work now. Yesterday was the worst for me but today is 10x better. Thank God!!! I hope you continue to recover well and remember, take it easy and relax. I'm sure it'll get better here on out. Talk to ya later!

[MustangBabe]

Thanks sharing! Sorry to hear about the pain, I hope it's better today! Congratulations & welcome to Boobieville!

Do what your PS recommends and get plenty of rest!

[CAINAZ]

Now that was a great story! I'm sorry you are in so much pain. I hope you feel much better soon and start to enjoy your girls. Happy healing.

[scoobs]

i really enjoyed your story, its very similar to mine (including being at the ps office too early and pulling on the door handle...lol)

[rachel2314]

Congrats on the twins! Hope you have a speedy recovery!

[Fashionknockout]

Congrats on your breast augmentation Amanda!!
I hope you feel better real soon!!

[amymarie]

loved your story. congrats on the new additions. I'm afrad of the pain too, but I am sure it will all be worth it in the end for us

[stlcheer]

I know how you feel. I had mine done on the 23rd. Trust me; it gets better. Today I dont even feel any tightness or pain so hang in there!

[fifi]

Great story, thanks for taking the time to put it all down, we had the same breast augmentation date and i have been drugged up and all over the place for 6 days. Its only now I can sit on the computer and concentrate.
Happy healing

[tismenotyou]

sounds like you had a hard time befor and after !!
congrats on the twins..xx..

[mosquitobytes]

That sucks that your ps kinda gave you attitude! but its a good thing that even though he didnt agree with you you asked for what you wanted!!!! congrats on the twins hope your recovery is easier for you good luck!!!!