My Breast Augmentation and Cystic Fibrosis Story
My name is Carrie and I am 27 years old from Los Angeles, California. When I was 3 years old I was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis. This is a rather rare disease to get and currently there is no known cure but I have been treated with many different medications. They noticed that when I was a toddler I would quickly be out of breath when running around. Initially they thought it was just asthma, but after continuous lung infections and mucous build up I was properly diagnosed.
Growing up with Cystic Fibrosis was quite difficult. I would suffer from chronic infections of the lungs and would have many coughing attacks. When I was 10 years old I got very sick - eventually got a chest X-ray and was diagnosed with pneumonia.
Anyway, my main reason for this review has nothing to do with my past illnesses but I figured a back story to why I did not fully develop was necessary. CF usually causes lack of body development, including trouble to put on weight and of course lack of breasts.
When I was younger (before puberty) it was not such a big deal. I just looked a tad smaller than my girlfriends. But as we got older it was quite obvious that I was underdeveloped in the "important" regions. I also did not get my period until I was about 15 years old. My breast tissue was there but just would not grow.
After my freshman year of college I discussed with my parents that we would need to start looking into what we could do to make up for my lack of development. We talked about the possibility of maybe going on estrogen supplementation to boost some weight gain and development. My parents were very against it but I expressed that I thought it would be appropriate for me to visit a board certified plastic surgeon and get a breast augmentation. I told them that breast implants would make me feel more like a woman and have more confidence. Even though they were against this they allowed me to schedule a consultation with a doctor in our area.
We visited the plastic surgeon over the summer before my sophomore year and went over the possible risks of putting breast implants into a cystic fibrosis patient. Although there were some concerns I was very adamant with my parents that this was something I needed to improve my quality of life. Through many debates they eventually caved (well my dad did - what can I say I'm a daddy's girl). Long story short, we planned on having the surgery when I came home in December for Christmas break.
Around thanksgiving I had gotten a serious lung infection. It was something I had once had when I was younger but this was worse than I remember. After a ct scan, they found my right chest cavity to be severely infected and full of mucous. I was bed ridden for 3 weeks (I missed my finals) and given heavy antibiotics to try and fight the infection.
Obviously, after my infection the doctor said there was no way I would be able to have my breast surgery in the state I was in. I had also suffered from severe weight loss and was now under 100 lbs. I was crushed but understood the concerns and decided to focus on getting better. He mentioned that if I was feeling better we could schedule the surgery for July.
I did not return to school until the middle of February. I had a lot of work to make up and working with the administration (which was completely supportive), I was eventually able to take the finals that I had missed the previous semester. I finished out the spring semester, coming home every month for a doctor checkup, and cruised into the summer feeling 100x better than I had 6 months earlier.
My parents and I decided that if the doctor said it was okay I would go in for my surgery. I got clearance from my doctor and went in for the procedure. I was given general anesthesia and the doctor put silicone implants under the muscle. My goal with the surgery was not to have extremely large breasts, but rather look like a woman instead of a girl. I went from a small A cup to a small C. I felt like that would fit my small frame perfectly.
When I woke up in post-op, I actually didn't feel so terrible. It kind of felt like I had some books or something sitting on top of my chest. I was greeted by my parents and by the end of the day we were able to head home. The doctor gave me some pain medication so we went to fill my prescription and picked up some soup because of the recommendation of a liquid diet for the first few days.
The first few days really were not that bad. It could have been because I was taking my pain medication - but as I explained above it just felt like there was a weight on my chest. By the 3rd day I was up and walking around a bit and finally able to look at myself in the mirror. When looking in the mirror - even though I was bandaged up - I could tell my breast size was significantly larger.
After the first week I went back to the doctor for my follow-up appointment. He said that everything looked great and he thought his work looked like natural breasts. Since I have CF, he said he still wanted to monitor my recovery closely because it could take longer for my body to accept the implants. He had me stop taking the prescribed pain medication and move to over the counter medication.
That second week was brutal. Maybe it was because I was off of the pain medication and could finally feel some pain, but it definitely felt harder to breath. I also could see some swelling and bruising in my breasts. After a few coughing attacks my mother called the doctor but he reassured her that everything would be alright as long as I continued to rest and heal.
One month after my breast augmentation surgery, I did start to feel more like myself. I was eating larger portions and had no trouble going about daily activities. I was starting to get used to my new breasts. My check up with the doctor went very well and he was thrilled with the progress I was making. He told me it was still very important to be careful with extraneous activities. He wanted to make sure I did not lift anything even remotely heavy for the next 6 weeks.
My breast shape is very fitting for my petite body. From the list of possible complications that the doctor listed to me, I am happy to say I didn't see much. My rough week 2 was probably attributed to my CF, more than the breast procedure.
I am now more than a year out from surgery and could not be happier. My self esteem is through the roof and I feel a lot more confidence. Getting cosmetic breast augmentation surgery was by far the best thing that I have ever done. I no longer feel held back by my body and find myself being more outgoing. Good luck to all and I hope this helped!