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Visitors' Stories -- Jenni's Story (page 2):The day of the surgery, I left very early to go to his Great Neck, NY office (it was my first time there since I normally had seen him at his Manhattan location). I was there before the nurses. I wore my fiancée's button down shirt, underwear and very loose shorts, plus sneakers, no socks. They had me undress, put the gown on and lay in a room reading magazines with my fiancée sitting there with me. Dr Studin arrived shortly after and came in and greeted us both. Then, the anesthesiologist came in and told me all about his role and how safe he would make sure I was. He was very calming and told me how much he had admired Dr. Studin's work himself and that I should feel good about my decision to use him. I was already. They wheeled me in at about 10:45am. It was a Wednesday and I was the first surgery of the day. I laid on a very cushy and comfortable table and the nurses and anesthesiologist kept patting my hand and telling me how great everything would turn out. Within seconds, I was out. I don't remember any pain or discomfort from them putting in the IV or anything, it all happened fast and they had me talking the whole time so I didn't notice much. I woke up and labored to breathe, but it was not painful. I was freezing and propped up on a recovery bed with a large blanket on me. The nurse told me that my fiancée had gone out and wasn't back yet but that they would send him in the moment he arrived. I was groggy and they were talking to me and I was answering but not very well. My fiancée came in and started taking pictures of me on the recovery bed - they are horrible pictures I can assure you. I lay there for what seemed like an hour and was tired but not sleeping. At one point, I started to feel burning sensations around my breasts and shooting sensations of moderate pain. I told my fiancée that it was starting to hurt me and within a second Dr. Studin was there with an assistant giving me an injection of pain medication and him telling me to relax and let him know if I was uncomfortable at all. I left between 1-2 hours after that. The nurses dressed me and talked to my fiancée and I about pain pill and antibiotic schedules. He assured them that he would be with me. I started to feel very nauseated while they were talking about that and the nurses had me sniff some rubbing alcohol and the nausea went right away. I slept the whole car ride home and don't remember much. My fiancée helped me into our house and I laid on the couch for hours. There was an ace bandage wrapped tightly around the top of the breasts to the small of my back and it was a bit uncomfortable. I slept all day taking pain pills and mostly only experiencing backache from the bandage. That night, the nurse called my house and talked to me. Normally I would have been required to return the next day to learn to massage the breasts. However, my fiancée is a musician and had an important gig the next day and I didn't have a ride there. So they allowed me to return 2 days after the surgery. The next day, I took the pain pills, slept a lot and laid on the couch. Since my fiancée wasn't around, I got up and made myself soup and stuff, but I felt weak and had trouble carrying the bowl. The muscle relaxers that I took less frequently than the pain pills were terrible and made it hard for me to think. I was so groggy and not myself. I talked on the phone to some people that day and they still goof on some of the things I was saying. (more - click forward arrow).
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