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Old 11-02-2012, 03:35 PM   #1
 
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They've fallen, and they can't get up!

Once upon a time I had nice boobs. Not great, but nice. Three times pregnant, I gained and lost 50+ lbs each time. My 25 year old boobs, bounced back. My 31 year old boobs, bounced back. My 38 year old boobs, not so much. On our annual beach trip, my sister agreed, something must be done. My swimsuit was half full, and if I leaned over in the slightest, hello empty boobage! Back home we researched a ps and decided on Dr. DeWire, 200 miles away. He told me I needed a lift, I passed. My sister, a petite 32A got 350cc salines.

Back home I went on 2 more consults, one said implant only ok, the other concurred with lift. I chickened out, told myself I couldn't deal with the recovery from a BA/BL with a toddler and a teen (and one in the middle). DH was relieved, he was not in favor of cutting, at all.

My boobs, unlike fine wine, have NOT improved with age. At 50 I decided they were actually putting a damper on my sex drive/life, at a time I am struggling to stay in the game. Peri-menopause is kicking my a$$ and I want to fight back. My DH is HOT and I most definitely am feeling NOT. He has only ever discouraged me anytime I bring the subject of BA up.
This despite the fact his once favorite ride (if you get my drift) has finally closed for business. You can't make a sammich without bread, right?

For the last several months I have been relentless, he finally gets that I want this for ME but cannot do it without his support. He gives it, and off we go to local PS who told me 11 years ago I needed a lift. I am flabbergasted when he says he thinks he can make me happy with silicone overs, no lift today, maybe later. I tell my husband on the spot, we are doing this. And we are! This was end of September, and we still had to figure out details. DH and I run a thriving consulting practice and we have a farm where I keep horses. Our 12 year old goes to private school across town, no carpool or school bus, so those logistics have to be covered. It's a lot to figure out, but I am determined.

We finally find a date that fits our workload and coordinates with a weekend our son is attending a sports camp. My sister agrees to come be my nurse and help with horses. I pay my deposit and book the date, Nov. 15. Two days later my son's coach changes sports camp, and my sisters DH needs surgery and she cannot come. I don't care, I am getting boobs Nov. 15 I tell DH, we will make it work. He is by now caught up in the excitement. I told him, it is ok to be excited, I AM. I don't know how, or how much, or really much of anything because I had just found this site. But I did know I had a date with a PS on Nov. 15, and I was keeping it.

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PreOp deflated 36C, wearing the WRONG size, likely was 34D, further proof you should NOT just ask for a D cup
PostOp a deceptively normal looking G or H cup
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Old 11-03-2012, 09:01 AM   #2
 
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Make plans, God laughs

My surgery date was set and my support plans fell apart. I feel like I have waited and put everyone else's needs ahead of mine for years, but am strangely resolved not to budge this time and don't even feel a damn bit guilty about it. My DH is fine taking care of my horses when I am late getting home or away for a couple days, but this is asking a lot. My ps says no horse handling (he says they may bolt and jerk my arm, and he is right, they have been known to do that) and no hauling hay bales for at least a month, maybe longer. On top of my usual load, my 19 year old daughter decides she wants to send her horse home (she took her to college) because she doesn't have time for her, so now I have ANOTHER horse to deal with, a BIG one.

I tell DH, you gotta step up. I make all sorts of rash promises about what I will do for him (once I am healed, of course) and he grudgingly agrees. There is no way he will do it right or even do it well, but I have to accept his help because I have no choice. This in addition to asking him to do 100% of school transport, not to mention sports transportation. DH has NO IDEA how much I do, he is in for a rude awakening. It will be good for him. (!)

I had decided to tell no one except my two very good girlfriends, neither of whom are able to be much help to me during recovery for reasons too long to explain. My oldest friend (we have been BFFs since SIXTH GRADE, that is almost 40 years!) lives 500 miles away and I planned to surprise her with a big reveal on our annual planned girls weekend in January. DH is out of town last week and I had no one to talk boobies with, so I impulsively decide to call and tell her. She immediately insists on coming up for my surgery and staying a few days to help with anything I need (except horses, she is terrified of them.) I have a hard time believing she will be able to do this (her DH is high maintenance like mine) but she says she will, so I am really glad I told her.

My surgery is a week before Thanksgiving so my daughter will be home from college a few days and then back again for Christmas break in a couple more weeks. Despite the fact I have talked about this for YEARS she is aghast at the idea. She is an angel but at this stage where basically I think she thinks I don't know jack, you know? Almost anything I say, she opposes it seems, and it is getting really old. I am sure it is just a stage, but we seem to irritate each other. First thing she says is, "please tell me you aren't getting big one!" But by now I have found you ladies, and what can I say? I AM. Ugh. I need her help and am not looking forward to her judgement, but guess what? I don't really care. This is not like me, at all. Maybe the power of big boobs has been bestowed upon me in advance of actually getting them?

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PreOp deflated 36C, wearing the WRONG size, likely was 34D, further proof you should NOT just ask for a D cup
PostOp a deceptively normal looking G or H cup
575cc silicone mod+ overs

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Old 11-04-2012, 04:09 PM   #3
 
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My consultation and booking surgery were within days of each other, late September. How I spent October: lurking here and online googling boobs. I used to feel like my days were jam packed and I had no spare time. Judging by the hours each day I have spent here, not the case. For DH, this is the fun part. Any time he walks in the room and I am on my iPad, it's "looking at tits again?" Or "got any tits you need me to look at?" I feel like a teenage boy. From not even knowing that implants were measured in cc's to finding myself sizing up Real Housewives, it was that fast. It's like when I bought my car, suddenly I saw that model EVERYWHERE on the road. Now that I am getting implants, I see them on everyone. How did I never notice this before?

By the time my sizing appointment rolled around Oct. 26, I was dangerously informed. The ps assistant rolled in a stainless steel cart with three shelves, at least 8 pair on each shelf. Before JBI, there is no doubt I would have focused on the middle shelf. I imagine myself thinking, I don't want to be too big or too small. Medium, please. But not today. She explains they start at 150 and go up to 6something. Two profiles, natrelle style 10 or 15. I already know I want 15, mod+. I lean down and pluck a pair off the middle of the bottom shelf, a 4something. I stuff them in the bra and slip on the tank. She stands behind me and ratchets up the bra straps to give me an authentic effect. Too big? I ask. Not at all, she says. We keep going up, I stop myself at 575. They look awesome. DH would be my b&$ch. Too much, I ask? She doesn't think so. We call in the ps. Too much? No, but no guarantees either. He looks at me again and then picks the two closest sizes down, 492 and 550. He feels sure the 492 will work, and promises he will try the larger ones. Bigger is better, I tell him. See what you people have done to me??

DH does not attend sizing appt., having expressed his parameter as "not bigger than my head, please" and back home I grab the November Playboy to show him what I have in mind. Imagine this, not a pair in there as big as I have in mind. Figures.

I have a lot to learn still. What is this ominous "strap" you speak of? Still don't have a clue what my BWD is. I only know my ptosis is grade 2 because I peeked at my chart while the ps was out of the room. I am pleased to see he has written in his notes: BIG.

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PreOp deflated 36C, wearing the WRONG size, likely was 34D, further proof you should NOT just ask for a D cup
PostOp a deceptively normal looking G or H cup
575cc silicone mod+ overs

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Old 11-07-2012, 05:26 AM   #4
 
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Having spent weeks here at JBI, I'd consider myself fairly well informed of the various stages of this process. I know I am not the only one to harbor an irrational fear dying on the table and leaving my family all for the sake of vanity. I know to expect the boobie blues postop. What I was not prepared for is the emotions stirred up by DH (none if them positive) as we count the days until my surgery. I am blindsided by how much he is pissing me off.

I know I have set it up this way, having encouraged him to "be excited!" and by showing him pics of my "dream" boobs. I have wanted him to focus on the positive aspects of this as a way of taking his mind off the potential disruption to our household this elective surgery will create. But dude, DIAL IT BACK. He is not dogging my present boobage, but where I used to hear "I love you just the way you are," he is now saying, "You used to have great boobs," and quite frankly he is more and more neglectful of them during sexy time. I don't want to be the ***** who calls him out and makes him feel like he can't get it right, but seriously, he can't get it right. I want to knock him out and wake him up when it's over. STOP TALKING, I want to tell him. Made the mistake last night mentioning that one of the ladies here had shared that her new boobs were working like Viagra and he way too heartily began expounding upon his planned reaction to them. Really? I know, I can't have it both ways, but WHY can't he read my mind? It is as if his inner Boob Man has been unleashed, but hey get a clue, it is a week too soon.

I am sure it would help if I tried to express my feelings to him...bahahaha! Not so much. Even I know how volatile I am right now, and he would simply shut down in the face of that. Not his first time at that rodeo. I don't even know what to call this stage and I can't recall anyone else here sharing about it, so I thought I would put it out there. is what I need right now. I try to remind myself, this too shall pass.

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surgery date Nov. 15
PreOp deflated 36C, wearing the WRONG size, likely was 34D, further proof you should NOT just ask for a D cup
PostOp a deceptively normal looking G or H cup
575cc silicone mod+ overs

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Old 11-18-2012, 07:02 AM   #5
 
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They're here!

My girlfriend arrived Wed. afternoon, just in time to keep me from killing DH. My surgery was Thurs. AM first thing and my nerves were shot, add PMS and his stress, yeah, I would hate to have done this without her. We immediately began venting abou our men and discovered as always we were married to the SAME ONE funny how that works. Somehow she was able to keep me calm and keep him cool.

Thurs. AM we met in kitchen at 6:30 AM and prayed, then she and I headed to surgical center while DH took our son to school. The nurse took us back and had me get undressed (got to keep my undies, yay!) and started an IV which was the worst part, for me. I was very edgy and my gf kept asking the nurse if she could give me something and the nurse couldn't. My DH arrived and my surgeon came in to mark me. Then the anesthesiologist came in and asked me the same questions the nurse had. Then it was time for everyone to leave. I walked with the nurse to the OR and laid on the table and just exactly as everyone says, next thing I knew I was waking up back in the other room. It was that fast. The PS said he fit the 575cc in, I had that much to fill.

I wanted to leave ASAP and once it seemed like I wasn't going to get sick, they let me. I was shivering a lot and it hurt my chest. I didn't want to take anything for pain because I was afraid of getting sick, which I hate. The car ride home was awful, every little bump and stop was terrible. I got home and sent DH to office and crawled in bed under my electric blanket.

First day was not so bad, I took meds and stayed in bed but could not really sleep. My local gf wanted to come over but I asked her to wait, thinking I could get some sleep, which I didn't. We watched bad TV and I ate crackers and ginger ale. My chest felt huge and swollen and like I was massively engorged, hurt to even brush my arms against side boob. Woke up every hour through the night with my back hurting like I needed to pee, but couldn't get much out when I tried.

Next morning went to PS and he opened the bra and approved of what he saw. Good thing, cause it scared the crap out of me, one was clearly larger and higher than the other one. My DH did not want to look but I made him, he told me later it really bugged him to have the PS looking at my boobs, go figure. He usually removes sutures 1 week postop but that is Thanksgiving so we will wait til the following Monday. I did not see the incisions but my gf said they looked good. He said keep wearing the bra (which completely captures them and immobilizes them) until then or I can buy a front closure sports bra to wear if I want. He told me to wait until Sunday to shower.

Once home I realized I had better get busy with the Number 2 prep, it has been two days. I decided not to take pain meds (I am not in pain really, just super tight and uncomfortable) and to take a stool softener every time I take an antibiotic. I stopped taking my Iron supplement several days preop and am guzzling vitamin water zero which has a natural sugar in it that promotes movement. Nothing. I weigh 8 pounds more today than I did preop. I really AM full of it. I have a bottle of magnesium citrate, I tell my gf break glass in case of emergency! She has to leave Saturday morning, we decide to wait. That night I sleep in 2 hour stretches, an improvement.

Day three dawns and my gf is leaving. We make muffins for breakfast and I see her off and unload the dishwasher, do a little laundry (not lifting!) and hit a wall. I lay around most of the morning shocked by how spent I am. I feel better after some bathroom action but overall pooped (pun intended ) Day 3 really was worst so far, not pain, just no energy. Late in the day I head to grocery store with my daughter for the big Thanksgiving shop. I keep forgetting I can't push the cart or lift things or reach for things and I am wearing fat jeans and a hoodie and sneakers. I haven't washed my hair in 3 days and I pray I see no one I know. Yes there is a God, I don't. Depressing. I am feeling like, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MYSELF?! That night DH has the audacity to make a move on me. I can't remember EVER telling him no, truly. I have no filter and just tell him he is out of his mind. Can I just look, he wants to know? I feel like that three headed monster, I roar at him NO!

Today is day 4. My daughter is going to help me wash my hair before she goes back to school. Maybe I will feel human if I start looking human. I will also trade out this bra and wash it, I don't think there is anything over my incisions but bra. When PS opened it in office it kind of ripped off. That should be fun. Maybe I will let DH help with that. Can't imagine it will be erotic in the least, but who knows. Poor guy is probably in shock, too.

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PostOp a deceptively normal looking G or H cup
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Old 11-25-2012, 07:02 AM   #6
 
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Day 10 today, feels like forever. Warning, whine alert!

I keep saying it but it's true, I don't know what I would have done without this forum. I have less stress and have not felt the need to call my PS once. Thankfully it would seem things are going as they should, I will know more when I see PS tomorrow to have my sutures removed.

PAIN: I am still having a lot of discomfort. I have overs, and these have felt tender and like extreme PMS boobs since day 1. Back sleeping has taken a toll on me, heating pad helps. I am still using Percocet once a day. I can make it almost all day without but around dinner time or before bed I give in. I have tried Tylenol during the day and it hasn't done squat, so I just suck it up. I will talk to PS about Advil. My ribs are sore and I wonder if the surgical bra is to blame. I bought a couple more but they don't feel supportive enough so I only wear them long enough to launder the one my PS gave me. I keep hearing about the Under Armor one and plan to look for it.

APPEARANCE: I have posted albums and am pretty pleased. They are fairly even and sizable, yay! I think I still have some swelling but I don't think they are going away. I noticed an area near one rib, under my armpit but lower, on the band area of this super tight surgical bra, yesterday and it freaked me out at first. I saw it after my first extended warm shower. I have been doing the hand held shower avoiding my boobs except for every few days. After I wash boobs I blow dry on and under them since I still have stitches. Last night I let the warm water massage me a long time, it felt so good. After I got out I noticed the mark. I showed DH and he said it was a bruise that was just making its way to surface. Huh? After he said that I noticed two more on my wrist where the IV was. I will show PS.

ACTIVITY: I am a terrible patient. I am very active, I run a farm, manage a large home and the holidays are here. I try to not reach, lift, etc. I don't think I have been stupid, I do listen to my body. But I am back at the barn. I am doing laundry and cleaning, but not lifting heavy things. I am not riding horses or golfing. I am not exercising or playing squash. I am going crazy. Staying active keeps my mind off my boobs, so I am really eager to be back to my routine. Confession: I've had sex 3 times in first 8 days. I can't help it! Last time DH got a little carried away and I think the girls jiggled quite a bit, so I called timeout until I see PS. How stupid is it to risk complication because I can't keep my pants on?! I am 50, people. But I am no longer feeling any self conscienceness naked, so hey...

WORRIES: The usual, complications. There are so many potentially and I am here all the time reading about them. Yes my girls are sore still, but I love them! I can't wait to play dress up and bring them to bed (yeah, none of that sex involved anything more than looking at them). I am astonished that after all these BAs no one knows what causes CC, my biggest fear. I worry about bottoming out, I have 575cc and aren't bigger ones more prone to this? I know this is not a one time deal, intellectually. But my aunt has had her silicones over 30 years! I want that! I am not saying it is not all worth it, but I want my life back. I dread the thought of more surgery, more time to recover and not be active. It is making me crazy(er).

PS tomorrow to remove sutures. Hoping for a positive scar report and to maybe be able to wear bras other than the awful surgical one. More later.
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PreOp deflated 36C, wearing the WRONG size, likely was 34D, further proof you should NOT just ask for a D cup
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