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Visitors' Stories --Meg Hello, my name is Meg. I'm 19 years old, and its been a little over five weeks since I had my surgery. I wanted to say thanks to you for your wonderful website!! I made many decisions after looking through your page the past few months. I found the right size, and even found my PS as well, (Dr. Frederic Corbin of Brea California, you're awesome!!) and I think having my BA was the greatest thing I could have ever done for myself. I've ALWAYS been so self conscience of how I look, since my breasts were so small (small B on a good day with a slightly padded bra). My fiance always told me how beautiful I was and large breasts didnt matter to him, but every time I saw a girl with large breasts, I became insanely jealous and felt intimidated by seeing big boobs on the TV. I always thought large, round breasts were beautiful and artistic and I just had to have them. I found Dr. Corbin through Nicole's (thank you thank you Nicole!!) website. I looked through his credentials and his testimonials as well as photos. He seemed to be the right doctor for me, as well as the closest to my city. I had been researching Breast enlargement surgery for about a year before hand and towards the end of my search I pretty much knew EVERYTHING I wanted done. My consultation was a blast! I tried on the different sizes. I was finally able to see what I looked like with the breasts I'd always wanted. We came to decisions on my size at 400cc's Mentor Round/Smooth, procedure, risks, etc and picked a date! Day 1 - I had my surgery on Dec 13th (one week from my 19th b-day on XMAS day ;) at 7:30 am. We actually arrived earlier than the doctor did, but I was so excited I made sure my fiance got me there ON TIME. I had never had surgery before, so obviously I was very nervous. The doctor's wife was also his assistant and she was always so wonderful to me during all my pre-op appointments. I left my fiance in the waiting room and the nurse took me to one of the back rooms to put on an apron and hair net and wait for the doctor to come in and get me ready. He came in and drew on my chest and took a few before pics of my breasts. He then left and the anesthesiologist came in and asked me a few questions about my health and told me about what he was there for. He was awesome. The nurse came in and told me it was time and I gave my fiance a kiss goodbye and went to the operating room. They led me in and laid me down on the table and strapped my arms down in a T position. I was so terrified of needles, I began to remember that they had to put the IV in soon. I kind of hyper-ventalated so the anesthesiologist gave me so laughing gas. I wasnt sure when he'd take it away, and I knew i would fall asleep eventually if I had enough (my old dentist used to give me nitrous too), so I made sure to take in as much as i could until they told me to calm my breathing down, the next thing I knew I was out and awoke pretty drowsy. The nurse kept telling me to keep my eyes open. They had already dressed and wrapped me before I had awakened so she placed me in a wheelchair and wheeled me out to my fiance in the waiting room. I remember being taken out to the car, being strapped in and sleeping a little on the way home. It was only a five to ten minute drive to my house, but I do remember the bumps on the way. My fiance managed to get me to the front door, but I began to dry-heave in the bushes before I went in. I had nothing in my stomach but anesthetic. It tasted horrible. He got me to my throne(couch) and I only slept a few hours before the pain kicked in. My god, I had no idea how bad the first day would be. I was only allowed to take half of my pain killers every few hours, because they said it would be too powerful for my weight. I was never hungry, but I wasnt allowed to take the medicine without eating something first. I had alot of soup and bread that first week. I was scared I would gain weight. My fiance was nice enough to sleep on the couch next to mine the first week, so that made it a little more tolerable to me. I thought it was very sweet that he hand fed me too. I was pretty hilarious having soup dribble down my chin every few spoonfuls. I never really thought much about when women said they needed help getting up to go to the bathroom. But believe me, YOU DO. A friend of mine stayed with me while my fiance went to work the entire week. So I always had help when I needed it. More, click Next to read on
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