Breast Augmentation Stories

[LindaC]

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Alam nating lahat kung gaano kaganda ang magkaroon ng malaki at firm na breasts diba? Pero alam naman din natin na di lahat ng breasts augmentation ay successful. I have read some stories online about the not good breasts augmentation, at nakakaawa ang isa sa mga istoryang to.

Linda's Breast Augmentation Story

Ever since giving birth to my son in 1971, I wanted those boobs back. I was always very small but during pregnancy I got very large. After giving birth, the boobs just disappeared and never came back.
In 1990 a very close friend of mine decided to have breast augmentation. I saw her through the experience after her surgery and went through her recovery with her. When her wrappings were taken off and the stitches were removed I looked at them and thought no way was I going to have that done to me. Her boobs looked like 2 round, hard as rock baseballs just sitting there on her chest. I felt her original boobs looked better. After almost a year gone by her boobs were still not right. She was still in pain, both boobs were still very hard and funny looking. Her Doctor said she had scar tissue on the implants and she would have to go into his office every so often and have them "popped". I went with her and it was a very painful thing. I still thought, no way I'm going to do that.
In 1998 I was working with a girl that had a very nice looking chest. Not knowing how to bring the subject up, I just blurted it out to her, "Do you have implants?" To my surprise she did and was very open about discussing them. She showed them to me and I was SOLD!! I went over the story about my friend and I was told they have come a long way since 1990 with the technology of placement, incisions and implants. She gave me her Doctor's name & number and within a week I had a consult with him. My husband & I went to see this Doctor and had a consult. At first, only his Assistant was in the room measuring me, inserting implants into a sport's bra I tried on and taking down information. I was asked by the Assistant what I wanted the surgeon to do for me. I told her the cup size I would like to be, where I would like them (under the muscle) and incisions in the areola. Finally the surgeon came into the room. He seemed very nice, soft spoken and tender. He started out by looking at my natural breasts and then inserted implants into the bra. When I reached a size I thought I liked, he stopped me and said "no" those are to big for you. Every size I chose was wrong in his eyes. He inserted an implant that he said was going to make me a very full C cup and I would be so happy with them. He started taking about placement and said under the muscle was a must, I agreed. Now came the incisions. He told me he did not like the areola or the crease, that he was an expert at going through the belly button (tuba) (tuba being abbreviated). I had never ever heard of this and couldn't imagine how it could be done. My husband & I sat there while he explained it to us. He would make a very small cut in or at the belly button, take a certain kind of instrument tunnel up the abdomen and create pockets for the implants to set into. Then with another instrument, roll the implants up small like a toothpick attached to a tube and insert the implants, fill the tubes with saline and judge for size and shape. It all sounded like it was to good to be true. Even the recovery was supposed to be very easy and most important, no scarring on my breasts. Before I knew what was happening, he left the room, his assistant came back in and was doing paper work. I signed everything and set a date. I had all my pre-op work done within 3 days. I asked his assistant about where the surgery would be done and was told not to worry, he has a small surgical suite right here in the office. I asked to see it and was told it was in use but I would be seeing it the day of surgery.
May 28, 1998, just days after my consult my husband is driving me to my Doctor's office to get boobs. We were both so happy and thrilled about this. My Doctor came into this little room took down my gown and started drawing on me with a purple pen, I looked so funny and then he took me into this even smaller room where I was placed on a table and prepped for "boobs" I was so scared I started to shake and all of a sudden I was waking up! Oh boy was I in pain. I thought my lower stomach was going to burst! I raised my head and looked at my chest, which was all wrapped in ace bandages and I was wearing a sports bra. I asked the nurses to please remove whatever was sitting on my chest, it was to heavy and I couldn't breathe. They all laughed at me and said to lay still. I got very sick and vomited on the floor and started coughing very bad. I did have somewhat of a cold and cough going into this surgery which my Doctor didn't seem to be to concerned about. My husband was given an instruction sheet, told to come back the next day for a post-op visit and we were sent on our way. Total time in his office from start to finish was 4 hours. That night I was still sick, taking my meds and unable to move. That was a very long night!
May 29, 1998. We went in for the p/o visit and to see my new boobs. The wrappings came off as did the binder around my stomach. My belly button looked fantastic. Sore and bruised some, but looked good. The wrappings came off my chest, we got the first look at my new boobs. I thought, OH MY GOD, what did I do to myself! They were SO big, so swollen and so bruised, I looked like I had been beaten. I did notice my left boob looked a bit different than my right and I was told they needed to drop into place and would be just fine in a few weeks. We were sent on our way with another instruction sheet and another apt. in a month. The 3 stitches in my belly button would dissolve and heal very nicely. I ended up with 360cc's filled to 390cc's in each breast and after all was completed I was only a small C.
Five days later I am back to work and driving, I was also doing my own work around the house. I did feel great and pretty much loving the new boobs. Another 2 weeks had passed and I noticed my left boob still sitting pretty high on my chest and very firm. My right boob was lower and softening up. I called the surgeon's office and told them and I was told to wait until my next appointment, that nothing was wrong, what I was seeing was normal. I just knew this was not normal and something was wrong with me. Finally came my next p/o apt.. I was so disappointed with the looks of my boobs and my Doctor. He told me I needed to wait longer for things to heal and settle, I still needed to wear my sports bra 24/7 and I could resume all my normal activity. Another p/o apt.. was made for the following month. During this next month no changes in the left boob took place at all, I cried every day. I looked so deformed with one boob sitting so much higher up than the other. I also started to feel looseness and movement in the right boob. I called the surgeon's office and was told again, this is normal, wait for my next apt.
Another month has now past and I look terrible. My surgeon finally said the left pocket needed to be made larger. We were due to go to Maui in Oct. and the repair was more important to me, however my surgeon could not get me in until after our trip. We went to Maui, had a great time, I stayed covered up all the time because I was so embarrassed by the difference in my 2 boobs.
Upon returning from Maui, I had the repair done on my left breast. It was real easy and I only missed one day of work. Repair was done on Friday and I was at work on Monday. I did have heavy tape around me to force the implant to drop into place. Within 2 weeks the left implant had dropped into place and was looking very good. Now I am faced with my right implant feeling loose and moving a lot. I was now out of my sports bra's and enjoying new larger bra's, however I noticed my right breast was looking way different than my left and also feeling even more looseness and free moving. I had started calling my surgeon every day and not getting return calls. This went on for almost 3 months. With each call to the office I was told by one of the girls that what I am feeling and seeing is normal and I need to give things more time. I went in for my 1 yr. check up and was able to show my surgeon how the right boob looked when I laid down and how far it slid towards my armpit. Again I was told it's normal and I needed to be patient. Summer came and I love to be in the sun and at our favorite Lake, in a bathing suit. I was so embarrassed as my right boob was never where it was suppose to be. I could not wear any of the new tops I bought because of the sliding problem and it looked like I only had one implant instead of having two. It was a very long summer for me and I didn't care anymore about having boobs. I was calling my surgeon's office so much the girls in the office started joking about charging me for all the calls, I did not find this comforting nor funny, nothing was going to be done by anyone at that time so I just gave up. Now I am looking at 3 years of lopsided boobs and never letting my husband see me naked while lying down. When laying in a beach chair in a bathing suit I would always keep my right arm pressed up against the outside of the right boob to hold it in place. I started making calls the my surgeon's office and still getting the run around. At this time, other things in every day life started to happen. We were having deaths in the family and it was discovered I needed a knee replacement from a previous water skiing accident. The knee surgery took up another 1 ½ years of my life and still having lopsided boobs.
In December 2002 I decided it was the right time to look into getting my boob problem fixed, one way or another. Since I no longer had to work and my husband now retired, I started researching what I thought my problem was with my right implant and I was going to have it taken care of. I was fortunate enough to find this fantastic forum, I was able to find a new plastic surgeon (Dr. Troy Andreasen). I went on 7 consults until I found the right surgeon for me. I even called my old surgeon to see what he would do for me since he was the one that messed me up. I told the girls at his office of my various consults and about the other surgeon's telling me the right pocket was made to large from the onset, due to his old-fashioned tuba method of incision. The other surgeon's told me the "tuba" method should have included a camera on the end of the tunneling rod so the work being done could have been monitored at all times during the surgery. How was I supposed to know this? This was never mentioned to me nor did I know to ask these questions during my initial consult in 1998. A consult was setup with my original surgeon and I was going to be charged $100.00 to see him. I had a fit, I brought up all the previous attempts to see him and the run-around I had been given. I contacted an attorney and was told I did have a case and it would cost me approx. $7,000.00 to pursue the situation and no time frame could be quoted. I would probably win but have to pay the attorney a % and get a free redo by my original plastic surgeon. My husband & I thought about this for a few weeks and decided to drop everything with the attorney and old surgeon. I felt I did not want this man cutting on me a second time just to mess me up again. I received a call from my surgeon's office telling me he had decided to retire and was not going to be doing any surgeries on new or old patients. I thought this was just to convenient at the time and they offered me another surgeon that was taking over the practice to consult with me. By this time I knew what questions to ask regarding the surgeon's credentials, and the surgeon taking over the practice was not board certified and only majored in general surgery.
I chose Dr. Troy Andreasen and had my redo on 1/24/03. He had confirmed to me prior to and after surgery what had happen with the right implant. We chose to go with larger implants and he could not understand why I couldn't have had larger ones the first time. He had to put in permanent sutures to repair the right pocket damage. He put in and removed sutures and the new larger implant 4 times before he felt comfortable with his work. The left pocket was made bigger to accept the new larger implant and even put permanent sutures in to be on the safe side..
My results have been fantastic. I am complication-free and loving every minute of my new boobs and new look. My redo was an extremely easy recovery in which my plastic surgeon was even amazed at how fast I bounced back. My new surgeon has restored my self-confidence and self-esteem that I have been lacking since 1998 & prior to even having a bad breast augmentation.
I can not stress enough to new girls looking to have breast augmentation done, research the surgeons and the procedures being offered. With all the search engines we now have, nobody should jump at the first plastic surgeon that comes along, like I did in 1998.
I sincerely hope my story will make a difference and help someone from making the same mistakes I made.
Regarding the "tuba" method of incision, if done right, by a qualified experienced plastic surgeon, you should not have the complications I had. They have come along way to perfect this method. I consider myself a bad plastic surgeon survivor.


O diba? It is really advisable to all of us women to check the doctor's license and experience pag dating sa mga ganitong sitwasyon. It is our health ang nakasalalay dito. Sinu-sino pa ba ang alam natin na sumailalim ng ganitong proseso at pumapalpak? Dami diba? Halos mga artista ngayon sa atin. Well, in the US it is really necessary na ang doctor ay pumasa sa American Borad of Plastic Surgery. Breast augmentation in US is quite affordable and is offered to teens with ages 15 to 16 years old. Imagine kung ang kinse anyos mong anak e mas malaki pa ang boobs kaysa sayo?

[alexamae]

this is very helpful. thanks

[achibaby]

taasa oi kapoy basa..hehe ngano magpa breast augmentation paman oi..be happy nalang kung unsa ang gihatag sa Lord

[SEED OF LIBER]

Alam nating lahat kung gaano kaganda ang magkaroon ng malaki at firm na breasts diba? Pero alam naman din natin na di lahat ng breasts augmentation ay successful. I have read some stories online about the not good breasts augmentation, at nakakaawa ang isa sa mga istoryang to.

Linda's Breast Augmentation Story

Ever since giving birth to my son in 1971, I wanted those boobs back. I was always very small but during pregnancy I got very large. After giving birth, the boobs just disappeared and never came back.
In 1990 a very close friend of mine decided to have breast augmentation. I saw her through the experience after her surgery and went through her recovery with her. When her wrappings were taken off and the stitches were removed I looked at them and thought no way was I going to have that done to me. Her boobs looked like 2 round, hard as rock baseballs just sitting there on her chest. I felt her original boobs looked better. After almost a year gone by her boobs were still not right. She was still in pain, both boobs were still very hard and funny looking. Her Doctor said she had scar tissue on the implants and she would have to go into his office every so often and have them "popped". I went with her and it was a very painful thing. I still thought, no way I'm going to do that.
In 1998 I was working with a girl that had a very nice looking chest. Not knowing how to bring the subject up, I just blurted it out to her, "Do you have implants?" To my surprise she did and was very open about discussing them. She showed them to me and I was SOLD!! I went over the story about my friend and I was told they have come a long way since 1990 with the technology of placement, incisions and implants. She gave me her Doctor's name & number and within a week I had a consult with him. My husband & I went to see this Doctor and had a consult. At first, only his Assistant was in the room measuring me, inserting implants into a sport's bra I tried on and taking down information. I was asked by the Assistant what I wanted the surgeon to do for me. I told her the cup size I would like to be, where I would like them (under the muscle) and incisions in the areola. Finally the surgeon came into the room. He seemed very nice, soft spoken and tender. He started out by looking at my natural breasts and then inserted implants into the bra. When I reached a size I thought I liked, he stopped me and said "no" those are to big for you. Every size I chose was wrong in his eyes. He inserted an implant that he said was going to make me a very full C cup and I would be so happy with them. He started taking about placement and said under the muscle was a must, I agreed. Now came the incisions. He told me he did not like the areola or the crease, that he was an expert at going through the belly button (tuba) (tuba being abbreviated). I had never ever heard of this and couldn't imagine how it could be done. My husband & I sat there while he explained it to us. He would make a very small cut in or at the belly button, take a certain kind of instrument tunnel up the abdomen and create pockets for the implants to set into. Then with another instrument, roll the implants up small like a toothpick attached to a tube and insert the implants, fill the tubes with saline and judge for size and shape. It all sounded like it was to good to be true. Even the recovery was supposed to be very easy and most important, no scarring on my breasts. Before I knew what was happening, he left the room, his assistant came back in and was doing paper work. I signed everything and set a date. I had all my pre-op work done within 3 days. I asked his assistant about where the surgery would be done and was told not to worry, he has a small surgical suite right here in the office. I asked to see it and was told it was in use but I would be seeing it the day of surgery.
May 28, 1998, just days after my consult my husband is driving me to my Doctor's office to get boobs. We were both so happy and thrilled about this. My Doctor came into this little room took down my gown and started drawing on me with a purple pen, I looked so funny and then he took me into this even smaller room where I was placed on a table and prepped for "boobs" I was so scared I started to shake and all of a sudden I was waking up! Oh boy was I in pain. I thought my lower stomach was going to burst! I raised my head and looked at my chest, which was all wrapped in ace bandages and I was wearing a sports bra. I asked the nurses to please remove whatever was sitting on my chest, it was to heavy and I couldn't breathe. They all laughed at me and said to lay still. I got very sick and vomited on the floor and started coughing very bad. I did have somewhat of a cold and cough going into this surgery which my Doctor didn't seem to be to concerned about. My husband was given an instruction sheet, told to come back the next day for a post-op visit and we were sent on our way. Total time in his office from start to finish was 4 hours. That night I was still sick, taking my meds and unable to move. That was a very long night!
May 29, 1998. We went in for the p/o visit and to see my new boobs. The wrappings came off as did the binder around my stomach. My belly button looked fantastic. Sore and bruised some, but looked good. The wrappings came off my chest, we got the first look at my new boobs. I thought, OH MY GOD, what did I do to myself! They were SO big, so swollen and so bruised, I looked like I had been beaten. I did notice my left boob looked a bit different than my right and I was told they needed to drop into place and would be just fine in a few weeks. We were sent on our way with another instruction sheet and another apt. in a month. The 3 stitches in my belly button would dissolve and heal very nicely. I ended up with 360cc's filled to 390cc's in each breast and after all was completed I was only a small C.
Five days later I am back to work and driving, I was also doing my own work around the house. I did feel great and pretty much loving the new boobs. Another 2 weeks had passed and I noticed my left boob still sitting pretty high on my chest and very firm. My right boob was lower and softening up. I called the surgeon's office and told them and I was told to wait until my next appointment, that nothing was wrong, what I was seeing was normal. I just knew this was not normal and something was wrong with me. Finally came my next p/o apt.. I was so disappointed with the looks of my boobs and my Doctor. He told me I needed to wait longer for things to heal and settle, I still needed to wear my sports bra 24/7 and I could resume all my normal activity. Another p/o apt.. was made for the following month. During this next month no changes in the left boob took place at all, I cried every day. I looked so deformed with one boob sitting so much higher up than the other. I also started to feel looseness and movement in the right boob. I called the surgeon's office and was told again, this is normal, wait for my next apt.
Another month has now past and I look terrible. My surgeon finally said the left pocket needed to be made larger. We were due to go to Maui in Oct. and the repair was more important to me, however my surgeon could not get me in until after our trip. We went to Maui, had a great time, I stayed covered up all the time because I was so embarrassed by the difference in my 2 boobs.
Upon returning from Maui, I had the repair done on my left breast. It was real easy and I only missed one day of work. Repair was done on Friday and I was at work on Monday. I did have heavy tape around me to force the implant to drop into place. Within 2 weeks the left implant had dropped into place and was looking very good. Now I am faced with my right implant feeling loose and moving a lot. I was now out of my sports bra's and enjoying new larger bra's, however I noticed my right breast was looking way different than my left and also feeling even more looseness and free moving. I had started calling my surgeon every day and not getting return calls. This went on for almost 3 months. With each call to the office I was told by one of the girls that what I am feeling and seeing is normal and I need to give things more time. I went in for my 1 yr. check up and was able to show my surgeon how the right boob looked when I laid down and how far it slid towards my armpit. Again I was told it's normal and I needed to be patient. Summer came and I love to be in the sun and at our favorite Lake, in a bathing suit. I was so embarrassed as my right boob was never where it was suppose to be. I could not wear any of the new tops I bought because of the sliding problem and it looked like I only had one implant instead of having two. It was a very long summer for me and I didn't care anymore about having boobs. I was calling my surgeon's office so much the girls in the office started joking about charging me for all the calls, I did not find this comforting nor funny, nothing was going to be done by anyone at that time so I just gave up. Now I am looking at 3 years of lopsided boobs and never letting my husband see me naked while lying down. When laying in a beach chair in a bathing suit I would always keep my right arm pressed up against the outside of the right boob to hold it in place. I started making calls the my surgeon's office and still getting the run around. At this time, other things in every day life started to happen. We were having deaths in the family and it was discovered I needed a knee replacement from a previous water skiing accident. The knee surgery took up another 1 ½ years of my life and still having lopsided boobs.
In December 2002 I decided it was the right time to look into getting my boob problem fixed, one way or another. Since I no longer had to work and my husband now retired, I started researching what I thought my problem was with my right implant and I was going to have it taken care of. I was fortunate enough to find this fantastic forum, I was able to find a new plastic surgeon (Dr. Troy Andreasen). I went on 7 consults until I found the right surgeon for me. I even called my old surgeon to see what he would do for me since he was the one that messed me up. I told the girls at his office of my various consults and about the other surgeon's telling me the right pocket was made to large from the onset, due to his old-fashioned tuba method of incision. The other surgeon's told me the "tuba" method should have included a camera on the end of the tunneling rod so the work being done could have been monitored at all times during the surgery. How was I supposed to know this? This was never mentioned to me nor did I know to ask these questions during my initial consult in 1998. A consult was setup with my original surgeon and I was going to be charged $100.00 to see him. I had a fit, I brought up all the previous attempts to see him and the run-around I had been given. I contacted an attorney and was told I did have a case and it would cost me approx. $7,000.00 to pursue the situation and no time frame could be quoted. I would probably win but have to pay the attorney a % and get a free redo by my original plastic surgeon. My husband & I thought about this for a few weeks and decided to drop everything with the attorney and old surgeon. I felt I did not want this man cutting on me a second time just to mess me up again. I received a call from my surgeon's office telling me he had decided to retire and was not going to be doing any surgeries on new or old patients. I thought this was just to convenient at the time and they offered me another surgeon that was taking over the practice to consult with me. By this time I knew what questions to ask regarding the surgeon's credentials, and the surgeon taking over the practice was not board certified and only majored in general surgery.
I chose Dr. Troy Andreasen and had my redo on 1/24/03. He had confirmed to me prior to and after surgery what had happen with the right implant. We chose to go with larger implants and he could not understand why I couldn't have had larger ones the first time. He had to put in permanent sutures to repair the right pocket damage. He put in and removed sutures and the new larger implant 4 times before he felt comfortable with his work. The left pocket was made bigger to accept the new larger implant and even put permanent sutures in to be on the safe side..
My results have been fantastic. I am complication-free and loving every minute of my new boobs and new look. My redo was an extremely easy recovery in which my plastic surgeon was even amazed at how fast I bounced back. My new surgeon has restored my self-confidence and self-esteem that I have been lacking since 1998 & prior to even having a bad breast augmentation.
I can not stress enough to new girls looking to have breast augmentation done, research the surgeons and the procedures being offered. With all the search engines we now have, nobody should jump at the first plastic surgeon that comes along, like I did in 1998.
I sincerely hope my story will make a difference and help someone from making the same mistakes I made.
Regarding the "tuba" method of incision, if done right, by a qualified experienced plastic surgeon, you should not have the complications I had. They have come along way to perfect this method. I consider myself a bad plastic surgeon survivor.


O diba? It is really advisable to all of us women to check the doctor's license and experience pag dating sa mga ganitong sitwasyon. It is our health ang nakasalalay dito. Sinu-sino pa ba ang alam natin na sumailalim ng ganitong proseso at pumapalpak? Dami diba? Halos mga artista ngayon sa atin. Well, in the US it is really necessary na ang doctor ay pumasa sa American Borad of Plastic Surgery. Breast augmentation in US is quite affordable and is offered to teens with ages 15 to 16 years old. Imagine kung ang kinse anyos mong anak e mas malaki pa ang boobs kaysa sayo?

nice ! ! !

[hayden]

title is too catchy for me to let is pass by, but the content is too long to read

[donnaj_999trading]

yeah the story has a good point but it takes too long too read...but bottom line is to always ask around first before doing anything drastic like breast augmentation...

[petnemic]

nice story... XD

[misnoodle]

haaaayyyy.. taasa pd ani oi.. gikapoy kog basa

[misnoodle]

nahuman ra jud kog basa... ang moral lesson dha, be happy with what u have nlng

[fairymyth]

naa man sad uban na ginahanglan sa panginabuhi. ang importante tingali , siguradohon na dili makacancer ang gamiton ug psychologically prepred ka