LS's Story continued

   And again...I go and sit and wait. The anaesthesiologist came out to introduce himself as well as
the nurse. They asked if I needed something for nausea in my i.v. and I said no (big mistake) and
then I followed them into the OR. The OR staff were really nice and pleasant - not anything like that
mean nurse from the pre-op at the hospital the week before.

   Again I'm told to drop my robe. Geez, why did they give me a robe in the first place?? And I had to hop
up on the surgery table and lay down. They covered me in a blanket and put my arm into a thing to
hold it. The anaesthesiologist told me to suck in my breath, and that's when he poked me (not as
fun as it sounds). That didn't hurt much, but when the anesthesia was injected it hurt my hand for
some reason.
Me: "Oh, you put something in didn't you?"
Anaesthesiologist:"yup"
Me:" Ohhh, it's gooood. Nurse, am I slurring?"
Nurse;"Yup".
And that's all I remember.

   Next thing, I was waking up in the recovery room with some stinging in my boobs and thighs. The
nurses try and wake me up, but I told them I was really sore, so they gave me a shot of something
and I fell asleep again. Then they woke me up again about an hour later by moving the bed up to a
sitting position and wiping me with warm cloths to get the iodine stuff off of me. That's when they told
me the power had gone out because of the storm during my surgery. Not much reaction from me I
don't think, but I tried to raise my eyebrows to make them think I cared. They then SLOWLY moved me
into a sitting position and helped me get dressed. They took my blood pressure, and it was high (or
low - I can't remember) so I had to stay longer. They moved me into a recliner by the window. I almost
threw up, but didn't - but I held onto that puke tray like my life depended on it :)

   Dr. E. stopped by and talked to me for a while, but I don't remember a lot except smiling and
thanking him and shaking his hand.

   My recovery would have been a breeze if not for the throwing up part - hence the reason for me
mentioning above that I made a mistake not wanting the nausea meds in my I.V. at surgery! I threw
up for about 3 days. But the actual pain in my breasts was manageable. I slept in a recliner for my
whole recovery time, and was back on normal food (without the throwing up) by my 4th day.

   Fast forward to Sept 23 - my first post op appointment. I went back to the hospital to see Dr.
Edelstein for a quick follow up. We were both very impressed with how symmetrical my breasts look,
and Dr. Edelstein told me that correcting asymmetrical breasts was a very difficult procedure to get
really good results with - so that made me feel even better.

   My next appointment with him was the following week - also at the hospital because my stitches
had to come out. He was very good about taking my stitches out - but I also threatened him if he
would hurt me so that might have helped. It actually didn't hurt at all, but that might also be because
I was still very numb in those areas.

   I am at 3 months now with my new additions, and I love them! The surgery was absolutely worth it,
and I would do it again in a heartbeat if I had to – and it’s just so much fun going bra shopping
and asking for “36D please!”