I know some you are looking at the title of this post like "huh" but yes, today is my "boob"aversary! (actually it was yesterday) We've talked about "Boob Issues" here before but I'd be remiss to ignore the issues that many women (regardless of size) face and it happens to be a subject that I've gone through myself.
I've always been well-endowed - there were alot of junior high school boys who got their kicks by talking and staring at the "girls" instead of me (I really believe that some of them did it without, even thinking, I forgive you, lol) - they would never tell me when my button down shirt would decided unbutton because it gave them a mini peep show of my bra. I was overly self-conscious about my chest
My breaking point was my Uncle's 50th Birthday, I had come home from college for the weekend and I couldn't fit into any of my dresses because my breasts kept growing to the point where being a size 18 didn't matter and I was forced to put on a size 28 dress. This decision wasn't just cosmetic- being 5'3" with 46JJ's in the way was at times just plain painful. At the most random time a pain would shoot through my back that was so severe all I could do was lay down and wait for the pain to pass.
I spent the spring of my college senior year imagining the major change that was about to happen, but nothing can prepare you until it happens. The day of the surgery I was in a fog- I didn't want to talk to anyone... what was I about to do????
The surgery came & went... from the moment I looked down at my bandaged self I started to panic! WHERE WERE MY BOOBS??? I had an anesthesia induced meltdown and if I wasn't the one having the tantrum I would have laughed... I was told that when the nurse came to check on me I looked at her chest and said "You big breasted b&^%!@ have all the fun! I want mine back!"
My recovery went well, but I dealt with alot of stares from people who weren't used to seeing a smaller me. In essence, I was dealing with the same thing - people were still focusing on the girls. I dealt with guys telling me that what I did was wrong, but of course it was for selfish reasons.I started to realize that for years, I looked to my breasts for my (at the time) still growing sense of sexuality and now they were gone. (Let me clarify, I am still very well endowed BUT nothing like before)
I made the decision because it was just painful, simple things were becoming difficult. My heavy breasts caused deep grooves in my shoulder that became sore to the touch from carrying the load and they were scarred. My back and neck were strained, which made carrying my books to class excruciating, not only was I carrying books but I was carrying my weight as well.
My conclusion was that this surgery had nothing to do with anyone else but ME. I was happier, a load had been lifted off of me and I wasn't as self-conscious as I was before. My shirts fit so much better, and even though I'm still pretty well-endowed I'm not in pain anymore. Everyone had an opinion but at the end of the day, I did what was best for me and have no regrets.
Some may think that this post is TMI, but I write this post knowing that alot of ladies, both small and curvy have breast issues and are apprehensive about making the decision to get a reduction. In the media we see many stories about people wanting breast implants, but what about those who are in pain because they have too much?
I am by no means a doctor, all I can do is share my experiences so I suggest that if you're thinking about getting a reduction seek out a professional for an evaluation and discuss the benefits and the risks with this kind of procedure.
2 weeks before the surgery.
So the girls are 5... I won't go to the extreme and have a party of anything but maybe I'll treat myself to a pretty new bra. Happy Boobaversay Girls, thanks for making room and making the load of carrying books and huge purses so much easier!
So, let's talk! Have any of you had a reduction, have you considered it? What are your apprehensions? For the guys, do you have an issue if a woman had a reduction?
~Luvin' My Curves...