tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301130912010-05-04T22:44:20.171-05:00Thoughts on my breast augmentation surgerySpencer Raggionoreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30113091.post-1159520694228510812006-09-29T03:40:00.000-05:002006-11-21T17:18:52.146-06:00

Well, it has been three months since my surgery and I can hardly believe it. This week I have spent some time reflecting on all of the events that have occurred since then... Holy moly, a lot sure does happen in a tiny bit of time. I feel great! I had my final doctor's visit this week, until further notice. It went expectedly well. Dr. Galante was very pleased with my outcome. He said my breasts

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A few weeks back I ran into an old friend while out trail running. The reunion was warm and very delightful. He was with a new girlfriend that I had never met before. She was beautiful and seemed nice. We exchanged cell phone numbers and planned to meet sometime in the near future. It was extremely warm outside that day and therefore, I wore a cute sports bra. I had not seen my friend in several

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Boy oh boy, does time fly. It seems like just yesterday, I was all wound up about not being able to lift weights or be 100% self-sufficient. That time came and went. I have been back in the gym lifting for about two weeks now and I feel fabulous. To my surprise I was able to maintain my strength and began lifting the weight I had before my six-week vacation. My muscles had time to recover and I'm

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One time or another, I think everyone has experienced some shade of green. As I get older I have begun to realize that jealousy is in fact a wasted emotion! Why would a person be jealous of another person for any reason? We all make choices and decisions that in fact lead us to the things we attain, the success we acquire, and the people we become. Since we are all capable of making choices and

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Prior to my procedure, I chose a select group of friends and family to inform of my decision. I have found that when people are unfamiliar with something they tend to judge other people's decisions. I really did not want my breast augmentation to be publicized because in my opinion, this is completely private. Two of these people happened to be my close girlfriends.Before I told either of them I

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There is this all-to0-common misconception that women who have breast implants are insecure about their bodies. Hello? I am here to tell you this is FALSE. Tons and tons of women have breast implants and I feel it would be safe to say that the majority that have undergone the procedure have a million other reasons that do not include insecurity as one of them. People that have not been directly

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I have talked about the right breast from time to time. From the moment my procedure was complete, this one has been slightly difficult. I have no idea why, but I find it very unusual and interesting at the same time.The first time I noticed it was while jumping around in my kitchen (don't ask). While jumping I felt this funny sensation in my right breast, it felt as if there was a water balloon

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I can just see it now. Someone I'm sure will take this to some completely unintended level, but for those of you that get it... The past couple of days I have had the urge to touch, feel, and grab my breasts. I know that must sound absurd, but really I have.It is amazing how natural I am beginning to feel. My breasts are now moving when I move. A couple weeks ago I attended a dance class and I

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It has been such an annoyance feeling so restricted during the last several weeks. Early last month I had to drive my car as if I was constantly driving in the most intense situation possible. My hands were always at two and ten and as close together as possible. It reminded me of the way I used to hold on to the wheel as a new driver. Reaching for things as well as lifting things has also been

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I'm sure you have probably noticed that I have posted a couple of pictures of my own scars, but I have also included one of my Mother's. While my scars will practically be non-existent in no time, my Mother's are over a year and a half old. It has been suggested that each person's body heals differently and therefore, scars differently. As you can see her scars are several shades darker than mine

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Woo Hoo! Yep, I did it. I completed a thirty-minute jog at a fat-burning pace for the first time post-operation. This was exhilarating because let me tell you how mundane walking can become. After seeing Dr. Galante on Monday he told me that I could begin increasing my cardio intensity. So naturally, I wasted no time. It was really scary though because I had no idea what to expect. I began by

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I was excited to go to my appointment because I knew Dr. Galante would also be thrilled with my final outcome. It took me an hour to get there and my appointment lasted approximately ten minutes at most, but that was good news. I went in, he checked me out, and looked at my scars. I was nervous about what he would say because I had been bragging here on my blog, but I was right. Dr. Galante said

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After several weeks of discomfort and sacrifice I have finally reaped the benefits of this whole ordeal. I questioned whether or not I should have the procedure in the smack dab middle of the summer, but boy am I glad I did. I cannot imagine having gone through with this in the middle of January here in Chicago, yuck. I would have had to wait five months before I could even consider testing these

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After surgery Dr. Galante covered both of my incisions (SCARS) with this clear tape-like stuff and said it would eventually come off. Well, this has been like complete torture for me because all I have wanted to do for the past three weeks was peel it off to see the damage. Like I had mentioned early on; I have been so fortunate my entire life to have never have needed stitches... So of course

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My latest occurrence is that I no longer have to wear that surgical bra. Thank goodness. Dr. Galante told me that I must wear the bra that I was sent home in for two complete weeks; morning, noon, and ALL night. At the beginning it was definitely more comfy to have the bra on. But, as time went on all I wanted to do was get it off! So since Friday I have been wearing sports bras because I like

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Today, I was out to lunch with a couple of colleagues and the kind hostess decided to seat us in a not so kind booth. This booth was the largest booth I had ever seen and of course there wasn't a ton of room to slide in. I blindly jumped right in! When doing so I was quickly reminded that I had just had a BREAST AUGMENTATION. I did this weird push-off-the-seat thing... OUCH! Not to mention that

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Since day one my left breast has been larger than my right breast. But, the stranger thing is that my right one has always been more sensitive. When I woke up in the recovery room after surgery I felt this bizarre pain in my right breast. It felt like a 30 pound brick was just hanging out on that side of my chest. As time has gone on the right side no longer feels as heavy or painful, but now it

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Yesterday was a tough one. I have not been able to get a complete night's rest in about five days. I have had so many thoughts running back and forth. For example, did I make the right decision in having this surgery, what was I thinking putting these foreign objects into my body, and was this choice made in vain?Saturday night a large group of us went out for pizza, we had a fantastic time, but

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It seems like every other second my nipples are hard. Some I'm sure find this appealing, but I happen to find it to be somewhat bothersome and delightful in a peculiar way. It has been interesting comparing notes with my Mama. She said, after her procedure, the same thing was happening with her. The difference is... I can feel when this is happening and she could not! I have not decided which of

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Not being a very patient person, I thought I would test my limits. I woke early and since I had taken the entire week off of work I planned to take full advantage. I went to the gym first thing in the morning and did the hour of walking thing. That was great.Then, I came home, cleaned up like a crazy woman, ran errands, and went to dinner. I felt like I had hit a MAJOR wall. I think my body was

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Omi Gosh, today was the first day of no pain medications. So naturally I headed to the gym. Dr. Galante said I cannot do any intense cardio for at least four weeks and no weight training for at least six.This caused a slight panic, but there is always a bright side to every situation. What Dr. Galante did say is that I could walk at a moderate level to my heart's content. That is exactly what I

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It was Friday, June 30th at 9:30am and I had just arrived at Illiana Surgery center in Munster, IN. I felt as if I was almost removed from everything that was about to be happening. When I got there I was asked to check in and finalize my payment. At registration I would verify all of my personal information and my Mother was also present to sign that she would be driving me home after the

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Being fortunate to never have had any serious injuries in my life, my body is essentially scar-less. So the very idea of having self induced surgery and scarring was a bit questionable.There are several types of incisions that one may choose for their BA procedure. For example, the areolar (around the nipple), the armpit, the belly button, and the crease incision. Doing a bit of research, and

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Today my decision to have BA surgery was completely encouraged by the short comings of my bra. It is so annoying that I am constantly adjusting myself after every move I make. Bras are uncomfortable enough and when I do not have anything to go in them... You get what I mean. Some days I wear padding while, others a plain old sports bra. Regardless, the annoyance of the constant game of tug of war

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Now this is the FUN part! It is really crazy to think that in a few days I will have an amazing set of BREASTS! Before I was formally introduced to the world of plastic surgery... I thought breast implants only looked one way, VERY LARGE! I was stunned to find that women who choose extremely large breasts are not at all the norm. In fact tons of women have breast implants, but they look so

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