260 CUI (guessing I have overs)
with Mario Russo at Preston.

Post op: 34B – according to Mario, I was measured at 36C and have always wore this size bra.
Stats: size 12, 5ft8″, age 21
Op date: 10th Jan – overnight stay.

I have always known my boobs were different, they were spaced too far apart and my areolas were too big and they were never full on the bottom looking at them sideways was like a pigeon chest and snoopys nose hybrid. I had started to gain weight during my early teens and they were quite full, then coming out of my teens I started to loose weight it’s hard to say how much exactly as I wasn’t as tall as I am now I’d say up to 2stone, this caused me to get a fair amount of stretch marks all the way around my boobs so even though they looked fairly decent in a bra I have never ever been able to wear low cut tops/ bikinis etc and feel comfortable. After doing some research I found out I had tubular breasts (breast deformity) there’s different levels to which you can have it and Mario told me it was slightly tubular.

So being a student and working part time it’s been a struggle saving up enough for a BA and Nipple lift which I needed to reduce the size of my areola and help get my breast into a natural shape. I’m proud of myself for managing to save for something that I wanted.
I booked my op 5days after my 21st birthday, as a present to myself which meant I had a sober new years and 21st (I’ll make up for that later)
I was picked up at 7:30 tuesday morning in a fancy BMW – MYA arranged my transport as the nearest hospital to me is preston first trust over a 2-3 hour drive away. I opted to stay overnight because I thought it would be too risky to day case and be too far away from the hospital in case of anything going wrong. I arrived at the hospital and was shown to my room, the nurse was carrying my bag and asked if I’d brought the families silver (it was my laptop and magazines) haha. I was given my theatre gown, paper pants and stockings and told I was 2-3 in line.

I kept falling asleep in my room (had a uni deadline the day before so had done 4 all-nighters and was desperate for a snooze) the nurse came in to do some paperwork just asking me health related questions (same as in pre-op really) then Mario came in to draw on me and take some photos, he made me feel at ease and told me he would look after me. Then the anaesthetist came in to check my airways and pulse. I fell asleep again and was woken by a lovely man ready to take me to theatre. I lay on the bed while he put the cannula in the back of my hand and had to give me some fluids as it had been such a long time since I’d ate/ drank anything, he said I seemed very calm, I didn’t feel it, I was nervous and could feel myself shaking, he then wheeled me into the the theatre the time was 13:10, they told me that first they would give me something that made me feel drunk, the anaesthetist asked what alcoholic drink I liked and said he was going to give me lots of Gin & tonic it took a few seconds then I said ‘OMG I can feel it in my eyes’ (I meant like beer googles) then he started putting the anaesthetic in and the nurse put the mask over my mouth I still hadn’t gone out and I heard someone giggle that I still wasn’t out yet. The anaesthetist said start taking deeper breaths and imagine you’re on holiday somewhere nice, I closed my eyes and was out.

A different nurse was waking me up I don’t fully remember what I was saying but I asked if I could have more Gin & tonic and if I had boobs yet and what size did I have and did I have overs.. I don’t remember a single answer she gave me haha! She let me look down at them and I said ‘YEY!’ I don’t remember what time it was but I have a text to my Mam at 15:50.
I just kept sleeping and waking every time someone came in to check my blood pressure I think it was around 8pm and a nurse asked if I wanted to eat and she brought a menu, I asked for salmon salad and ice-cream for dessert. The salmon didn’t have any salad just potatoes in a creamy sauce and peas. I’m not sure if it was because it was late but my salmon was cold and I couldn’t cut it, it was too hard. I ended up throwing it up onto my plate, the girl who brought my food in moved my nurse buzzer off the table so I ended up struggling trying to reach it. Another nurse noticed that she had done that and taped the buzzer to my table for me. I vomited about an hour after that but it was the taste of the food still in my mouth that made me sick, I was given a sickness tablet for it. Had some ice-cream just before 11pm I said I had a sore throat so they would let me have it.. I didn’t but I just needed a nice taste and something in my stomach [:P]

I had to have the fan on in my room all night, I was boiling! and woke up a couple of times slightly sweaty but nothing too bad. The next morning I had weetabix and toast for breakfast. I was in so much less pain than I anticipated even after surgery but I thought maybe I couldn’t feel anything from the GA. I was given my box of the dreaded co-codamol (have took it before when I had my tonsils removed- totally zonks me out!) and penicillin to fight off infection. Was picked up at around 10am and pretty much slept most of the way back (My driver Peter was lovely)
When I got home I tried to eat lunch but vomited again, I did manage to keep my dinner down though.
I’ve been pottering around the house just fine not pushing myself too hard, no washing etc [:P] didn’t have a big appetite so only had a weetabix and half a cup of tea, vomited AGAIN in the afternoon, then had a takeaway curry for dinner and was fine after.
The co-codamol still makes me feel spaced out and my boyfriend laughs and says I look like I’m on another planet. Oh I forgot to mention the look on my boyfriends face when I got them out.. he had eyes like saucers!!

P.S I’ll upload post op pics once I can reach my camera cable from the top of my wardrobe and add to my journey where I can.
Please PM before adding thanks [:)] xxx