So it’s been a couple of months since I had my breast reduction and I figured I should give a quick update. A purely text-based update. No pictures. Ew. Actually, the scarring is so ridiculously minimal, you would hardly even know I had had anything done. It really is amazing. In such a short space of time.
I am able to wear a “normal” bra now, not just the surgical one 24-7. I still alternate between the two though – I have gotten used to the surgical one and it’s pretty comfy. I’m not allowed to wear underwire bras yet but next month I can transition to that if I feel comfortable doing so. I am still supposed to be wearing the silicone patches at night to help with the scarring but I have been a bit slack with those. They’re starting disintegrate a bit and so I haven’t been wearing them every night. I don’t want to buy replacements – they’re very expensive, especially as they’re purely for cosmetic reasons. If they were to stop infection or prevent my boob from falling off, then maybe I would get some more. But if it’s just to help reduce a scar no one else is probably going to see, meh. The majority of the scarring has gone or faded to almost nothing anyway.
I have to start getting back to proper exercise. I used my boobs as an excuse for not exercising for so long, I can’t continue with that excuse any longer. I’m allowed to exercise more vigorously now, as long as the “girls” are properly supported. So will get on to that. I would really like to go running but ever since the meningitis, my balance is so whack and I get vertigo if I move quickly. More excuses 🙂
It’s been a bit of a process getting used to the new me. I don’t regret the surgery at all. AT ALL. But it is strange to be so much smaller. I won’t say I feel less feminine – I don’t – and it’s not like I miss having big boobs – I really don’t – but sometimes it’s, I don’t know, weird, to be this size. My clothes fit differently and I LOOK different, not just in that area but overall. As predicted, I am now paranoid about the rest of my body. I hate my lower half now with the same passion I hated my top half before. Never satisfied. But I will work on it. I just want to be in proportion.
My neck and back have been SO much better. The improvement was immediate. Much of that is psychological, I’m sure, but who cares? I know I am holding myself differently and not slouching so much. I’m not “hiding” myself the way I did before. And even with all the scarring and swelling and everything else, even straight after surgery they look 100% better than they did. I am not complaining at all. I just have to work on my attitude to myself and get my health and fitness levels up again so I don’t start thinking about having liposuction ha ha.
I do feel a bit more confident in my general self. I guess I don’t feel like I am on show any more. Maybe I was imagining it before. Maybe no one ever noticed my boobs. But I felt like they did and I hated it. Now I’m just more normal looking. To me anyway. I feel smaller, in a good way. Not sticking out like a sore thumb, so to speak.
I wish wish wish I had done this before. I could have had avoided years of pain and anxiety. I could have saved myself thousands of dollars in physio sessions and medications and pain killers and heat rubs and quack therapies. I could have been less self-conscious for a whole extra decade or so. But we live and learn. I’m so glad I did it. I’m glad I made the decision on my own and did it all on my own. No one else to answer to. I paid for it myself and I needed no one else’s permission or blessing.
I had a fabulous doctor. I could not have asked for better. He didn’t treat me like a piece of meat, but like a human being he wanted to help. Do I think he is in it for the money? No, I don’t. But I think he was worth every penny. And, in the end, it really wasn’t expensive, all things considered. And what price can you put on happiness and health anyway?
So, all in all, would I do it again? Yes. Would I recommend it to someone else? Yes, yes and yes. Is there a period of adjustment afterwards? Yes. There have been days when I feel…not regret…but a feeling of, I don’t know…did I do the right thing? The doubt only lasts two seconds and then I go back to being happy and knowing I did the right thing. Being in less pain is amazing. Feeling less self-conscious is awesome. Being able to fit in clothes is great.
It’s all good. The girls are ok 🙂