Daily And Weekly Updates About My Experience Having A Breast Augmentation.
Im going okay today. One thing I have noticed is I get paranoid about the smallest things. Like, opening the fridge door and dislodging my implant or twisting to open a draw and moving my implant. So on the scale of say 1 to 10, my freak out factor would be at least a 15. Last night though was worse. I am on antibiotics after surgery which make me just want to die. So anyway, I was wandering around the house having a whinge about how sick I felt and nauseous.
I decided bed would be the best option and after going to the bathroom I start vomiting EVERYWHERE. Oh my god was the pain awful. My chest was already hurting so the fact the pressure on my chest from throwing up, the muscles felt like they were ripping apart on my chest. Though at this point in time I was just worried about the blowdry I got on my hair 6 hours prior. Ha ha. Thankfully though that was the last day of the antibiotics.
Swelling is looking GREAT. They have come down sooo much. I am still waiting for them to come together a bit more which the surgeon said they will. My nipples will also sit a little higher when the rest of the swelling goes down too. My asymmetry isn’t looking as bad either which is bloody super as this was one thing that made me quite self-conscious. They feel a little funny, still really warm to touch and the sensation isn’t 100% back yet.
Other than that I am so stoked. I can’t believe I waited this long to get the procedure done. I’ve cried a couple of times being so happy from what I have come from to what I am now considering how unhappy I have been for years and years about it. I always saw my body as a constant reminder of being overweight and my boobs didn’t help one bit.
It’s also made me consider where I am going in modelling. I really think I want to work on my body and do some higher fashion swimwear and glamour modelling similar to Bar Refaeli and Marissa Miller and the type of work they do as we now are similar shapes. I know, on no standards that I am like them, they are goddess’ but I figure I will give it a crack and who knows I might just be able to make a go of it! Life is so short. I never want to look back and wonder why I didn’t give it my all.