My long awaited journey

I have wanted breast enlargement surgery for years, since I was fifteen. I have been a 34 small A and bullied for it for years. Ironing board, are you a girl or a boy, flat chested the lot I've had it. So making this decision  wasn't one on a whim.
Affording the surgery has been one of great pain and when recently we decided we was going to do our best to raise the money I was over the moon. This soon got banished by the bank though :-( But then my parents in law and brother in law offered to put half towards my surgery I couldn't believe it and at first turned them down! But after much persuasion (I don't like borrowing money, owing or the likes) we accepted.
I went to a few consultations which knocked me for six as I was ashamed of the size of my breast, silly I know when they are used to seeing them!
I saw the surgeon consultant for Beaucare in July and booked surgery after speaking with family and doing a fair bit of research on the company and the surgeons. Checking with the GMC and so on.
I got my date for the 25th August 2010 and was excited, in denial the works! I booked flights for myself and my mother in law and reserved a room for two nights in the Camponile Volvoodre.
Then the wait began............I decided I would only tell very close friends and parents and leave it until afterwards to tell others.
My husband drove me and the children to his parents on the Sunday and then went home due to work.
I had my hair dyed ready and was al packed and ready to fly out on Tuesday.
The nerves finally kicked in on Monday night and I barely slept. We drove to Manchester Airport and we were waved of by my little boy and his Grandad. I was tired and anxious but excited! We boarded the plane at 16.55 and away we went to Brussels! The flight was quick just over an hour and we were soon in our room the taxi was 22 euros which I was a bit like ouch hehe. I didn't sleep too well that night either even though I had a bath.
Wednesday 25th August 2010 Surgery day!!
I was nervous, excited and exhausted all by 6am I had to be at the clinic by 7am so we got a taxi at 6.50 and too our horror the taxi driver didn't know where the clinic was in fact he never heard of it! He asked random people to which they all replied they knew nothing of the place!!! I was in shock and scared. He left us at a random hospital knowing nothing of the place making us pay 18.30 euros which we refused and only gave him 15. Luckily the lady in the hospital rang us a decent taxi and took us straight to the clinic thirty minutes late and shaken up!
To my horror What I saw was a Portacabin yes you read right a portacabin!!! (I was not made aware of this at all) on the drive. I joked *this better not be where I am having my boobs done* My mother in law said no that will be the builders office.
We went inside the building to find it dusty and drilling going on but not one person in sight to talk to. After waiting for what seemed an eternity and my insides nagging me to leave right away I saw Dr Vaurmont (spelt wrong) And my mother in law went to him. He said they had been ringing me but ofcourse my phone was off as I am on contract and didn't want a huge bill. They got a receptionist who asked for the money and took us to the port acabin. I was shaking like a leaf and quite cross that this was in fact where I was having my surgery in minutes!!!
They took me to a room where there was lockers I was given a dressing gown and slippers and told to undress and keep my knickers on. They didn't lock the locker which annoyed me slightly. I was taken into a room too see Dr Plovier he asked if I had any questions. I said I would like to be a D and he said good and he would aim to use 410-450 cc I said ok. He drew two lines on my breast, asked me to raise my arms. He explained he was in fact leaving in two weeks due to he didn't agree with the ethicical reasons of the company and the direction it was going. This worried me a fair bit and still does now. I was given his card and told we could contact him anytime 24/7. He took my email down and phone number and then I was taken back to the settee area to wait.
Around five minutes later I was taken into a room I thought it was to put the Candula (sp) in and let back out for a few minutes so I didn't say bye to my mother in law. They asked me to lay on the bed and they put a blue pack on my thigh and put the candula in and started talking to me I didn't realise at this point that they had given me the general anthestetic so as I was talking and crying my eyes were getting heavy.
I woke up to see a wall and very sleepy with little pain and in restraints. I was in and out of sleep for a few hours babbling and had turned on my side so it took three people to put me on my back and in restraints!! I'm only 8st 13 so quite impressive as I have no memory of this! I got the shakes quite intense and had a duvet on which I had to battle them to take off as I was boiling. They kept topping me up with anti sickness drugs as I felt very sick and giving me saline, glucose, pain killers and so on. The surgeon came and looked at my boobs loosened my bra a little and said they looked great and natural. He said I would hate him on Thursday and the first 4-5 days will be the worse.
I felt rather heavy on my chest and dizzy. They wouldn't give me anything to drink so I was very thirsty. After a few hours I was bored of looking at the wall and decided I wanted to leave. They sat me up in the chair and the nausea and dizziness intensified. After a fair amount of time I got up and am not sure how I made it out of there as I went from chair to chair very dizzy.
The Taxi journey back to the hotel took little time costing 6 Euros and hurt a bit. Once in the hotel room I was ok forever at the loo for a wee but grateful to get a drink! I managed to update my husband on the free internet. The Pain increased and the middle of my chest hurt a lot and my ribs were so painful. My pain killers took over an hour to start to work which was torture I managed two hours sleep in one hour intervals.
I woke up, sat up and the pain began and nausea was dreadful. I started retching which in itself was agony when pain killers aren't working. I forced myself to eat bread which was hard work just so I could take more tablets but after taking half a tablet I started being sick and my mother in law decided it was time I went back to the clinic as I hadn't been sick in the first 24 hours and now couldn't keep anything down including pain killers.
Once we paid and left the hotel we went to the clinic where after waiting around ten minutes I was put on another drip and given anti sickness drugs, pain killers (which took ages) and glucose. The nurse said it was unusual to be so sick and in pain. We left a few hours later due to needing to get to the airport and sick of the wall view. They gave me tablets for sickness and we went to the airport to wait 5 hours for our plane. This was torture! I was in so much pain and couldn't sit still. I had no appetite and was dizzy. The plane journey wasn't too bad and I was glad to be back in the UK to see my husband!
Each day blended into one and I am now on day five.
I dread bed time as I know by morning I am going to be in agony and it takes 1-2 hours for the pain killers to ease the pain in my left breast incision. I have anti sickness tablets from Asda to control the nausea. It seems I caught a stomach bug either before I left or while away hence the sickness.
I'm unsure if the pain I am in is normal or not but I hate it. It burns and is only mainly in one side.
My breast at the moment look lovely a very good job from what I can tell. I don't wear the bra how I should though as I can't cope with how tight it is. I am aware of each breath I take when it is done up properly.


Wednesday 1st September 2010
Pretty nervous to write this but I have had limited pain for the last two days! Phew long may that keep getting better.
I have noticed my right breast is smaller than the left. I am really hoping this is a swelling thing and that they even out soon. I am left handed not sure if this plays a part at all?
I feel greedy saying I am gutted that they look smaller and wonder if it is true that they can get bigger over time and when they settle?? I hope so. I'm only on day seven but would love them to be a tad bigger. I wouldn't go through surgery again though if I had that choice!
Limited pain relief needed and no anti sickness needed today so hopefully this is the start of good!
My muscles ache loads and I am weak still. Getting out of bed is a task in itself and not one I look forward to. I have a mountain of pillows to prop me up and always wake nearly flat!