Actually, I was looking for a procedure... I saw a review of breast augmentation, but the before picture was the same as my breast, so I thought about breast surgery. Normally, I was a little concerned about having a bra left over, but I never thought about it enough to have surgery. But I felt like I was killed after confirming that my breasts were at the level that I needed surgery.
About a month later, I made reservations for three consultations. I've been thinking a lot for a month.
Even after the consultation, I couldn't make up my mind that I would definitely have breast surgery. I went to counseling and looked up on YouTube, and rather checked the details of the implants and the surgical methods~ I thought to myself, "This is the surgery that's right for me~" and talked about the post-surgery management (no pain, no pain, quick recovery). Breast surgery was performed at a hospital. I did it.
Yesterday, I took half a car and went to have surgery.
I went home at 3 o'clock and decided on the size again, so I came home later than expected.
I came home around 9...
I was shaking right before the surgery, I was anesthetized and passed out.
When I woke up, it was over and I was taken to the recovery room.
It was very cold. I turned on something warm, got a good night's sleep, and went home.
I don't know the size because I haven't been able to confirm the size yet because of the swelling and the upper band~ First of all, it's bigger than I thought!! Unnatural!! It's not like this, it's a natural size, so I'm satisfied!
And because it's painless, it doesn't hurt.
I still have no spirit, and it's hard because it's the winter season.
I can't use my chest muscles (flush the toilet, open the door, etc.)