Breast augmentation guest post – A patient journey

Everyone has his or her own reasons for undergoing plastic surgery. Most are very personal. I recently wrote about a mother-daughter duo I was going to be operating on in the coming months. The daughter is going to be sharing her journey and experiences leading up to her surgery and then after. Today is a guest post from her.

So it begins…

I’ve never really been happy with my breasts. Well, not since I had my daughter. It’s interesting because as you know, most women have one breast that is slightly larger than the other. That’s the case with me, but it seems like there was a much bigger difference in them after giving birth.

My breast size has pretty much always been a 34 B or so. When I was pregnant, my right breast ballooned to a D cup and my left one went to a C cup. My right breast was the one that was producing most of the milk. I actually could only nurse proficiently on the right side. There was such a noticeable difference – clothes on or off – that I purchased a silicone thingy for my bra so it wouldn’t be as bad. I hated it. Period.

So, fast-forward almost 7 years…I’m now 32 years old, a successful business owner, an entertainer, and recently divorced. I’ve always wanted to have a breast augmentation but could never have done it before. Mainly because I was in a relationship where everything else (bills, stepdaughter needs, HIS wants, etc…) came before any way that I felt. So, I have now made the decision to have it done.

I’ve been following Dr. Ronel for quite some time…Almost a year. I pretty much think he’s brilliant. (which btw…he has nothing to do with what I’m writing.) After reading one of his more recent guest posts about a patient’s 57-year old breasts, I decided that was not going to be me. Like, I’m 32. I’m single. I’m in a band that is becoming a household name…I’m going to be happy with everything about my life, including my breasts. Period. That post kinda sealed the deal for me. Plus, I’ve been saving up for it.

Okay…that being said, my mom just lost 60 lbs. She’s been overweight my entire life. I remember thinking when I was little, ‘stop eating potato chips.’ But everyone has his or her demons. I obsessively work out. She would eat to rebel. I never understood that. One day, she just woke up and decided she was going to really put forth an effort to lose weight.

She looks great now, but the years of abuse to her body through food, has taken a toll. She’ll be having a tummy tuck, a thigh life, and breast augmentation and lift just days after I have my procedure done. We’re also coming in from out of state. My surgery is in less than two months, so I’ll be keeping you posted on what I’m having done, how it’s being done, and how I’m feeling emotionally. I hope you follow along.

Cheers.

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