Pump Me Up Version 2

I ended up having some fluid build up that was concerning me.  So instead of waiting for Dr. Mess to get me in on Monday, she got me into the office on Saturday morning.  That's one hell of a Dr. if you ask me.

The swelling on the right was not nearly as bad as it appeared the night before and she wasn't able to get any more than 20cc of fluid out of it, but still could feel some in there.  She told me just to put the surgical bra back on and hope that it would reabsorb.  If not, we will try and remove some more on Thursday.  She just didn't want to risk hitting my expander and having to start over because of puncturing it trying to get the fluid.

For some reason the swelling on the left was worse, but sure didn't feel like it.  She ended up pulling 60cc of fluid off of that side.  Dr. Mess figured that we probably wouldn't have to worry about fluid after the appointment this week.

While I saw her on Saturday, she did end up giving me my injections.  So I got 120cc more in each side, which means I am now up to a B cup.  I'm not flat chested anymore.  And.....if I feel like putting on one of my bras, I actually look like my boobs look nice, just not as big as normal.  I'm okay with that for now.

For those of you who want to see the new pics, you can find them on the page with all of the other pictures.

This morning was awful though.  I woke up with the most horrendous muscle spasms in my chest.  I couldn't even lift up to try and get my meds.  I started crying which was hard to do with the pain, and then started begging for my meds.  Andy was able to lift me up, get my meds and lay me back down.

I found that laying down with the spasms only made them worse.  So I decided to get up and go hang out with mom outside.  I was feeling much better, and the spasms let up on me.....that was until I stood up to do anything.  :-(

Enough time had passed that I was finally able to take more meds and get a good nap in.  Most of the pain has subsided, but I still am tender.  I just hope that this pain subsides completely by Thursday that way I can get my other 120cc to get me up to a C.

I just want to get to the point where I can go get these terrible expanders out and put my nice new implants in.  That will just mean that this journey will be closer to an end and I can move on to other journeys in my life.

I'm Going to Pump You Up....

So yesterday I went and saw Dr. Mess.  I wasn't sure what the appointment was other than to just check me over.  Well, I was getting my first injections.  Yes, I sure was excited.  I was doing the whole sitting down happy dance and hooping and hollaring.  That was until she stuck me with the needle to put the saline in the expanders.

Ouch!  Ouch!  Ouch!  This sucks.  That's exactly what I was saying.  Dr. Mess had to remind me to breathe cause all I could think was to hold my breath and maybe that would hold off the pain.  Yeah, no bueno.  That didn't work for me.

She did notice that I had some fluid under the armpit, or the side boob as some would call it.  She ended up poking around and pulling 50cc out of the right side after she had done my saline injection.

Switch to the left side and that didn't hurt as bad.  Felt pretty normal.  Was doing fine and wasn't cussing about how bad the pain sucked.  So the left side wasn't too bad.  Then of course we notice fluid on the left side like there was on the right side.  Dr. Mess poked around and ended up getting 70cc out of that side.

At first I started thinking that it was a large amount for her to have to drain out of me, but considering the drains had been removed on Thursday, those amounts of fluid weren't too bad.  I can live with that.  Hopefully when I go back on Monday we won't have to drain anymore fluid, but you never know.

So the injections didn't take too long.  I got 120cc put in to each side.  This essentially took me to being an A cup.  I am proud of that A cup right now.  At least I'm not completely flat chested.  The scarring still looks pretty bad to me and I am struggling with it, but hey, I'll eventually find acceptance to all of this, right?

After we left from my appointment I finally realized why I was given Compazine.  A ginormous wave of nausea hit me and I wanted to toss my cookies.  So instead of throwing up, I had Andy turn the air up to cool me off in hopes of me not getting sick.  We get down the road a few miles and my personality came out.  I told him that he needed to turn the AC down cause my nipples were going to fall off they were so cold.  The humor in that is that I don't have nipples anymore.  I thought it was funny.  I think Andy thought I was out of my mind.  Maybe at that point I was, but ya know what?  I walked out of Dr. Mess' office with an A cup, and that was a win win situation.