It took a long time for me to get to the point of choosing a surgeon, and even then I put off actually having a consultation for months. I had emailed the surgery and had been informed of the price, and that it would need to be paid up front, and I had to seriously consider if now was the right time to be dropping that sort of cash. What about my wedding? the honeymoon? a deposit on a property? Any money that I spent on myself, was money that I was taking away from my partner to be spent on us as a couple.
Finally I had decided to just make the appointment, and then if I didn't want to go through with it, at least I would know whether or not I was a suitable candidate, and have the chance to answer any questions.
On the 15th January my partner and I made our way to the Lido Medical clinic, to meet with surgeon Dr Stephenson. I wasn't sure what to expect, but I had prepared a speech in case he turned me down on the grounds of being overweight. Yes I am large around the belly, but I was also attending the appointment inbetween evening pantomime shows, where I sang and danced after doing a regular job in the day. I was determined to prove that I was in excellent shape, fit enough to go under the knife.
My weight has been a struggle in recent years, as I have battled endometriosis, and my mobility has decreased naturally due to my congenital physical disability (bi-lateral hip dysplasia), and at this point, with my breasts as heavy as they are, and literally crushing my lungs, it's certainly not easy to lose fat. However, there is plenty of research out there showing that people who have breast reductions find that afterwards they find their mobility so much increased that they start losing weight.
BUT, I must stress, this surgery was not, and is not, about regular weight loss. Sure, if I lose some fat I'll be happy about it, but this surgery is about all-round quality of life.
Whilst there, Dr Stephenson checked my breasts for any lumps, and I am relieved to say he found none. I haven't always been great at checking my breasts, because I dislike them so much to the point where I just try to ignore them.
We talked about my ideal cup size, and I said that I would like to go down to a C, and he talked about the actual surgery itself, and what it would entail. I was advised that there would be a lot of scarring, however it would fade over time. My partner also had a few questions to ask.
In the end, I didn't need to give my speech about being fit whilst fat, though I did mention it. As the meeting drew to a close, Dr Stephenson simply asked when I would like to go ahead. I hadn't really thought that far. Somewhere between now, and long enough to get my finances in order. I said March, and he said that the 7th of March was free. I said let's do it.
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