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Debbie B’s Journey to 530cc High Profiles

Age: 41
Height: 5’2”
Weight: 130
Bust size before 34C
After 34DD
Divorced, one daughter, didn’t breast feed

I’ve always been rather busty; I got my boobs really early in life. About the summer before sixth grade I went from “training bra boobs” to full on need support boobies. At that age I wasn’t real crazy about them, the boys used to tease me and try to touch them and the other girls were pretty jealous. But as time went on and they kept growing I liked them more and more. By the time I was in my 20’s, I had a really “nice rack”, not to big, but big enough to get noticed.

After my daughter was born I didn’t breast feed my milk never really came in, so I didn’t have the milk filled boobs that some talk about. I was 30 so they were still pretty high and perky, but gravity was starting to take its toll and I could see them sliding further and further down my chest. I’ve always worn very supportive bras so the sagging wasn’t too bad, and I could always achieve the cleavage and look I wanted with bras.

Befores

I got divorced in my thirties, met the wrong guy, and thought he was Mr. Right. How many of us has this happened to? Any way in my late thirties I found myself alone, with my daughter and struggling to make ends meet. Then Bam!!!!! I was 40, oh my, what a hard time I had with that one!! All alone, 40 years old, can we all say pity party! All of a sudden good things started to happen. I met a wonderful man, I inherited some money and now I’m buying my first home. I guess good things really do happen to those who wait.

I have been with my boyfriend for about a year and a half, he is a great guy. He’s divorced with two grown girls, very secure, and we’re crazy about each other. One day he caught me looking at the breastimplants4u website and asked if I was considering a boob job. I told him that it was something that I was looking into because I wasn’t happy with the location of my boobs, he just laughed at me and told me that he was quite pleased with my current set but would certainly not put up any resistance if I decided I wanted new ones.

I asked around and did my research about different doctors. Over and over I got the same name, Dr Stuart Linder in Beverly Hills, CA. I made four appointments with different surgeons just to be safe and to have some comparison, but in the end I chose Dr. Linder. He and his staff made us comfortable the minute we walked in the door. The consultation lasted about an hour and a half, and then we were with his office manager Julie for about another hour and a half doing all the paperwork and setting up the surgery date. While we were there, Dr. Linder invited me in to see one of his current patients, who was about 9 days post op. Her breasts were beautiful! And it was so nice of her to let me see, my boyfriend was a little jealous that I got to see and he didn’t……….boys!!!!

We scheduled my surgery for March 26, 2003, six weeks away, how could I wait that long!!! Dr. Linder and I had discussed what size I wanted to end up with and he gave me two choices: 460’s filled to 480-485 or 480’s filled to 520. I thought for a few minutes, and remembered that most girls that I spoke with said they wished they had gone bigger. I chose the bigger of the two choices, when I did; I looked at my boyfriend who was trying really hard to contain his ear to ear grin. I really think he would have skipped to the car if he was sure no one would have seen him. Can we all say boob man? I was already obsessed with boobs and it just got worse from there. I didn’t tell too many people what I was going to have done; only my boyfriend and two close friends at work knew. Everyone else thought I was going on vacation for a few days. I chose the time that I did because when I got back most of the bosses would be out at a trade show and I would have about a week of peace before they all got back.

Finally my day is here!! My surgery was scheduled for 11:30 so I needed to be at the surgery center at 9:30 to fill out all the rest of the paperwork and get hooked up to the IV. As I was waiting for my turn, there were two other girls coming out and going home, I was amazed at how alert they both looked, they were talking and laughing with the nurse, it was encouraging. Of course I was nervous, I was scared and excited. I couldn’t let go of Rick, I wanted to be touching him at all times, kind of like a security blanket. When they called my name to go back is when it really hit me!!! Rick gave me a big hug and kiss, patted me on the butt and sent me on my way. I was given a very stylish cotton gown, warm socks with anti-skid paw prints on the bottom and a wonderful little hat to wear. At least I got to keep my own panties on!!! I went across the hall where Sylvia, Dr. Linder’s nurse hooked me up to the IV and gave me a magazine to read. She said it would be about 45 min to an hour before they took me into surgery. At some point Dr. Linder came in drew on my breasts and took pictures. He said that because of the amount of breast tissue that I had I would get a very natural result. The next thing I knew the surgical nurse came in checked my IV and said lets go!!! She walked me into the OR and had me lay down on the table. The room was freezing cold, but the table had a nice heating pad that was right under my back, and a tube that came up between my legs that blew warm air. She covered me up with a blanket and started to hook up all the monitors, I wasn’t real crazy about her strapping my arms straight out, but I knew that it had to be done. The anesthesiologist came in and gave me an oxygen mask, told me to take some deep breaths and said he was going to give me something to help me relax. That’s the last thing I remember until I woke up in recovery!!!

I had a little discomfort when I woke up, mostly just pressure. The nurse came over and said that my blood pressure was a little high so she was going to give me something. I just wanted to see my new boobs, so she lifted the blanket a bit so I could catch a glimpse. They were all wrapped up and I had the boob strap of pleasure on, but I could tell they were going to be big!! Dr. Linder came in a few minuets later to tell me how wonderful I did, and that he had actually filled to 530cc’s!!! Yee Haw was Rick going to be happy. Dr. Hoffman, the anesthesiologist came in to check on my blood pressure, which hadn’t moved yet, and told me that I did great. I tried to move and moaned a bit, Sylvia asked if I wanted any pain medication, to which I said yes. As soon as she gave it to me, my BP went down to normal, and I got to go home!!!

They had me sit up, which caused a little pain, more pressure really, and got me dressed and sitting in the wheel chair. When they wheeled me out I just remember seeing Rick’s smiling face, and him asking me how I was doing. I told him great, I’m hungry, let’s go home!!!

The first night was the worse. I wasn’t in to much pain; I took all my meds right on time, the bad part was feeling so utterly helpless. I could barely pull my own sweat pants down when I had to go to the bathroom. I admit I’m a little too impendent for my own good. I think it comes from living by myself for such a long time. Rick had to keep telling me to lie down, he’d get my meds and water, don’t worry about dinner, its taken care of. So he fed me and babied me, and I pretended to enjoy it. We slept in the living room that first night, and actually the second night too. Me on the couch sitting up, how much more uncomfortable can you be, and him in the love seat with his feet hanging off the end. Neither of us slept well for both nights so on Saturday I sent him packing back to his own house. It was his daughters B-day anyway and he was taking her out to dinner, what a good dad!!!

After day two I quit taking any pain meds, they made my head feel funny and I didn’t really need them anyway. I went back to work after 7 days, I have a desk job so it wasn’t hard, I was just used to laying around and sleeping so the first day I got a little tired. But other than that I have no complaints and love my new DD’s. I’m able to wear a regular bra now, and still sleep in a sports bra at 8 weeks post. I love how my new boobs make my waist look even smaller than it is and helps to balance out my J.Lo butt!!!

Hematoma
This part of my experience is a little embarrassing, but at 4 weeks post op I had a hematoma in my right breast. It was caused by supporting my weight with my arms during sex. I didn’t feel it happen, but noticed some new tenderness during the day. By about 3:30 in the afternoon I had a fever that I passed off as the “going around the office” flu. I called in sick for the next two days. By the weekend I knew that something wasn’t quite right, my breast was extremely tender to the touch and much harder than it had been. By Sunday it was noticeably larger than the left and only felt comfortable if I was wearing a very tight sports bra. My wonderful boyfriend convinced me to call Dr. Linder’s service and have him paged. He called me back with in 2 minuets of me hanging up with his service. I told him what had happened and what my breast looked like. He knew exactly what was going on and told me to be at his office the next day at 9:00. I thought that I would get lucky and only have to take antibiotics and ice my breast, but Dr. Linder said it needed to be drained as the rate of CC goes up to approximately 85% if it is not done. I thought “ Oh great, needle aspiration”, but I was wrong…………. He scheduled me for surgery on Wednesday, he would need to go back in through the original incision and drain the fluid from there. He needed to know if it was a bloody hematoma or if it was only fluid. So back I went for surgery number 2. Luckily, I just had a lot of fluid, he drained 250cc’s, and I felt better immediately. I was quite the talk of the surgery center though, as everyone knew it was a sex injury!! I had to wear a drain tube in my breast for a week that was the most unpleasant part of the whole experience!! At three weeks post to that surgery, my right breast is now dropping and feeling much softer each day, I think by the time I go back for my next check up, I’ll be pretty even. Dr. Linder did warn me that because of the tram that breast had been through it would take a little longer to soften.

Over all, I am very happy with my new breasts, and except for the hematoma I would do it all again!!!

~DebbiB