Since I was in about junior high I knew that one day I would get a breast augmentation. It wasn't until I was 22 that I actually tried to do it. I was home for a one month Christmas vacation and had everything planned out. I was staying at my parents at the time and when I told them about my plans I could not believe the negative reaction from them when they found out. There was screaming, crying and many painful things said. The day of my scheduled surgery I ended up standing up the surgeon and his team due to a profound feeling of deception my parents would have if I had gone through with it. I was devastated and the relationship with my parents was very delicate for some time. That was almost 3 years ago. Recently I brought the topic up again with them to see a slightly different reaction from them. Although they were definitely not in favor, they at least understood that this really was something I wanted. They agreed to support me, both psychologically and physically.
I'm 25 years old, 5' 7 and 125 lbs. Pre-Op 34A/B. Post -Op 36D.
THE CONSULTATION: I went to several. I had already looked through some nudie magazines and made a collage of my favorite photos to show to the doctor. From the endless hours of research I had done on the subject, I pretty much knew what kind of implant I wanted and basically I was looking for the surgeon who would recommend it to me. Two pieces of advice here: 1. When you call to make the appointment for the consultation, ask right then and there if there is a fee. If not, many receptionists will not say anything and just charge you $75.00 on your way out. 2. Once you have chosen your surgeon, I highly recommend that you do a background check on him or her. You can do this on-line at the Board of Medical Specialties web site. They will charge you $9.95 for each surgeon you investigate, but believe me, it is highly worth it to see if the person who will be working on you has had any malpractice lawsuits.
PRE-OP VISIT: I had blood work done and an HIV test (which was very good. Not all surgeons do this) and "tried on" several different implants in a surgical bra to get an idea of the exact size I was looking for. We decided on Mentor round smooth under the muscle 350cc on the left and 375cc on the right.
SURGERY DAY: A mixture of emotions were whirling though my head, excitement, fear, anticipation. Arriving to the office with my mother I changed into the surgical gown and special socks and put the hair cap on. I met briefly with the OR nurse who went over some post operative procedures and then met the anesthesiologist who reassured me. After that surgeon came in and began to make the markings on my chest. At that point my mother left and I walked into the OR. This was the most fearful and strange experience. I got up onto the infamous T-shaped operating table where my arms would later be strapped down and the medicine was placed in a needle in my left hand. I looked up at the two large overhead lights above me and that was the last thing I remember.
I woke up and everything really was a blur. I just remember two nurses there asking me if I was nauseated and I said yes. I then felt a suppository being slipped into a very private place! That helped the nausea. My mother who was right outside said she heard me moaning loudly in pain. Fortunately I don't remember that. About an hour and a half after I was pushed out in a wheel chair.
DAY1: Pain, pain and more pain. I really didn't care how my breasts were going to look at that point. I felt horrible. It hurt to breathe. I had to take very small, shallow breaths. No position was comfortable. My mother had to feed me and take me to the bathroom. I had tubes coming out of my breasts, something that not all surgeons do, but let me tell you this: if I did not have them, my breasts would have been twice as engorged with blood and fluids and my stitches (periaeolar incision) would have undoubtedly stretched. The first day 100cc of blood drained out.
Day 2: Equally as miserable. I continued to bleed, but now my back was beginning to hurt. Not because of my larger breasts, but because of the fact that I was hunched over with my head hanging down. It was painful to stand up straight and I guess it was my way of subconsciously protecting the surgical sight. I vomited 3 times. I didn't want to eat anything. That afternoon I went back to the doctor. He took off my dressing...VOILA! My breasts looked great. They weren't even bruised (thanks to the tubes I had in. Everything was just coming out).
Day 3: Slept a lot. The medication really makes you drowsy. It was good to temporarily escape the pain, but waking up to it..and even worse..having to sit back up and feel everything shift in my chest was the worst part. Up until that point I had been sleeping on the couch with my mother beside me. Tonight she wanted me to sleep in my bed. Mistake. As I tried to lay down I screamed in pain. I wasn't ready. Back to the couch.
Day 5: I still had the tubes in my breasts because I was bleeding more than usual and saw that I had some blisters forming under the surgical tape. Ouch! I watched Jay Leno and laughed. Laughing hurt... a lot.
Day 7: Today was the milestone. I started to feel significantly better. I haven't stopped bleeding yet (that's a long time! I've lost about 400cc's in blood. That's like a large implants worth!) I'm still in some pain, sore and walking slow. When I move around I feel better.
MY FINAL COMMENTS: Breast augmentation surgery is a very painful recovery, for anyone. If you are still not sure about it, think it over and don't do it until you are absolutely sure you want it.
Research it thoroughly. You will learn so much, make and informed decision and choose your surgeon better.
If you do go through with it, expect a painful back for several days. Get a heating pad ready. Set out your clothing beforehand, soft, freshly washed button-up shirts and something warm. If you get cold you may begin to shiver. If this happens your chest muscles may contract and this will cause you a great deal of pain.
Follow your medication. However once you start to feel better reduce (if you can) the heavy pain killers. They tend to cause nausea and a queasy feeling...one that can be even worse than your chest pain. For example, instead of taking a whole Percocet I took only a half and an extra strength Tylenol.
Realize that you will be in very much pain. It was the most painful experience of my life (but hey, I don't have kids yet either). At the same time however, remember that it's all temporary. You will get better.
Inform your caretaker that he or she will have an enormous obligation for the first several days. You will need them to control your medications and will very likely be waking them up in the middle of the night with your pain. A back rub will come in handy too.
Have everything set out for when you get home from surgery, cleans loose clothing, a barf pan, a tray table, lots of pillows, a warm blanket, make some Jell-O or pudding, juice. You will not want to be looking for this afterward and you will want your caretaker at your side.
I hope this recollection has been helpful to any aspiring breast augmentation candidates. If your have any further comments or questions, please feel free to write me at: MAbate9942@aol.com