There is a lot of bad feelings around plastic surgery and it could be for good reason. All of us have seen celebrity face-lifts gone wrong or realized that breast implants may be good for a centerfold but not always for every day living. However, there are many aspects of so-called plastic surgery that are really great and should possibly be put in an entirely different category.
One of the best things I have ever done in my life was to have breast reduction surgery. I have a larger frame and have always been tall, but did not appreciate needing a bra so young. Enduring taunts and ridicule from the boys in my elementary and middle schools was difficult and I always wanted to hide behind large sweaters and shirts. Adolescence is almost always terrible and I felt that my body-type was just making it worse.
Upon entering high school, I learned to accept my body a bit better as my confidence grew. However, finding clothes to fit was difficult as my chest was much larger in proportion to the rest of my body. Shopping for clothes, which most teen-aged girls love to do, was something I dreaded. The dresses I bought for special dances had to be cut in a certain way to fit around my large breasts; I hated going into the dressing room.
My mother feared that I was going to mature too quickly, or at least become sexually active too soon, since my large breasts attracted a lot of attention. I, of course, wanted to pretend that it was normal for a seventeen or eighteen year old boy to be interested in a thirteen year old girl. I was often forced to reconsider my position, though, as conversations with these boys progressed and I realized what they were really after.
I started running while in college because I was thinking of joining the Marine Corps. Because I was 36DDD by this time, I had to wear a regular bra with a sports bra on top just to be comfortable while working out. This was always very embarrassing and I struggled to hide it from my roommate and anyone else who may have been working out with me. At the end of my second year, I had lost some weight which made my extremely large breasts seem even bigger.
It was between my sophomore and junior years of college that I met my future husband. Because I was in a mature and loving relationship, my worrying stopped and my self-confidence grew. By the time I finished college, I had started thinking about surgery.
Around the time I turned 21, I realized that I had ruts in my shoulders from the weight of my breasts pulling on my bra straps. As horrible as it sounds, my breasts hung so low when I was naked I was afraid how bad they would look in even 10 more years. I finally decided the time was right. However, I met a lot of resistance from people I knew. The OB/GYN I was seeing at the time said I should wait since I hadn’t had kids yet and I should absolutely breast feed. He seemed to think that my discomfort was something I should endure for the sake of my future children. My then fianc├⌐’s mother asked me if I had asked permission from her son. Because of these and other comments which were made, I was thinking of changing my mind.
At the time all of this was happening, my mother was going through the several month long process of having a breast rebuilt after losing it to cancer. She suggested I see her surgeon for his opinion. I agreed and made an appointment. He felt that I was an ideal candidate and scheduled my surgery for just 2 ┬╜ months after my 22nd birthday.
My surgery was 8 hours, which is much longer than most breast reduction surgeries. If my surgeon hadn’t retired, I would still be recommending him to anyone who asked; he was amazing! I did not lose any sensation in my breasts and certainly could have breast fed if I had wanted to.
My roommate in the hospital had horrible bruising all over her face because of some sort of facial plastic surgery. I felt very sorry for her, but even at this time did not put what I had done in the category of plastic surgery. People have asked me since then if would allow my girls to have plastic surgery just like I did. While I can’t make a decision like that now, since my (female) children are only 6 and 4, I have to think that I would absolutely encourage to do what they need to do in order to be happy and comfortable.
After recovery, I was a 36C. Clothes fit so much better and the ruts in my shoulders started to go away. (Sadly, I don’t think I will ever lose them completely.) Even more exciting was that I no longer had pain in my upper back. My posture improved and my overall self-confidence was better than ever.
My advise is that it is important to choose a fully qualified plastic surgeon or medical expert before undergoing any operation. Surgery is a very sensitive operation. It should not be done by someone who has no qualification or necessary training.
I am 32 now and am still thrilled with the result of my surgery. I encourage anyone who is thinking of having a breast reduction to see a surgeon and discuss the available options. If I hadn’t done that, I shudder to think what I would look and feel like now!