I Was a Breastfeeding Machine by SheilaSuccess Stories Index Hi. My name is S., and my story is really quite simple. I decided to get a breast augmentation because my child -- the love of my life, the apple of my eye, all of that stuff -- had squeezed and stretched and otherwise destroyed what was once, in the words of several highway road crew members around Birmingham, a "nice rack." I won't bother telling you what else they said. You can imagine. Now, I'm not saying I missed the crude comments, but I knew that, in a way, those were meant as compliments. And I remembered receiving many civilized compliments as well, although, truthfully, when a guy is wearing a business suit and stares at my chest while telling me I look "really nice in that dress," it feels like he's wearing a hard hat and saying "Whoa! Nice rack!"
I like good conversation as much as the next girl, but let's be for real: I enjoyed knowing I turned men on. And I had kept my figure in all aspects except one -- my breasts. After exercising, post-breastfeeding recovery, and a lot of patience, I decided the time had come.
I should note at this point that I have a rather high profile and live in a small southern town, so I'm going to leave some details out. Luckily, I knew early on of Breast Implants USA through some friends, and I had a short list of important factors my doctor would have to meet:
1. of course, he or she had to be board certified;
2. he or she had to offer me a high level of privacy and confidentiality;
3. he or she needed to help me get me back towards how I looked before;
4. he or she needed to be able to achive natural results.
Basically, in my position, I couldn't suddenly show up with breasts twice as large as they had ever been. Subtlety was key, as was realism.
I was fortunate in that Breast Implants USA, although it had just started, had several outstanding surgeons in my area of the country (I had decided, somewhat arbitrarily, that I was willing to travel up to one day's drive). After emailing several of them through the site, I followed up with phone calls to see who felt like a good "initial fit."
My first in-person consultation was the surgeon I decided to go with -- you know, sometimes you just "know." I had great confidence in his abilities, and I feel kind of sheepish not mentioning who he is right now, but I'm still a little gun-shy about sharing too much information. I gave him photos of me prior to my stint as a vending machine for my child, and he noted what good shape I was in and that I was a good candidate for the procedure. We decided I'd best be served by getting a breast augmentation and lift, and I received my pre-surgery instructions.
The day came, and I calmly entered into it. My little one was away with his father and stepmom, and I blocked off a couple of weeks of "vacation" for myself for recovery. I was never worried about the surgery -- I mean, I knew the risks, but I felt those were minimized with having a board certified doctor and anesthesiologist, and besides, I had no conditions or anything that would make me a higher-risk patient. The surgery went off without a hitch, helped along by an IV drip and some pain meds soon after.
Recovery from the surgery was four days, and then, finally, the unveiling. A drum roll, and... hmmm. It wasn't bad, but I kind of expected, I don't know... something I'd want to immediately show off! I mean, I knew swelling and full (visual) recovery took a while, but I consider myself a FANTASTIC and fast healer, so this was... well, it was disappointing, even though I knew it would get better.
And did it ever.
Lucky for me, it got better in a hurry (turns out I am a fast and fantastic healer). I'm only a few months post, and I can say without a doubt that this was the right decision. As I'm not yet sick of the crude comments, they are music to my ears, and I've never enjoyed watching random men fail to make eye contact with me as much as I do now. My breasts look as natural and, well, my "rack" as "nice" as ever, and now these breasts are backed by some renewed attitude from me.
I'm glad that there was a website as good, useful and user-friendly as Breast Implants USA when I needed it. I plan on sticking around here to hear other women's stories, as I'm sure there will be many from women with more meaningful and worthy stories than mine. Thanks for taking the time to read my little story.
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