I got them for my husband.

I got them for my husband. Together we told the surgeon the goal was to fill out my clothes a little better - not to be obvious. Just smallish implants to provide a little shape.

I looked like a circus freak coming out of surgery. They promised it was all swelling, but weeks passed and they were still massive. I would wear both a regular bra and a sports bra to conceal them a bit, and wore (and still wear) nothing but large t shirts and un-tucked button downs.

I haven't worn a bathing suit in the decade since I got the implants. Well, I did once. A friend and I paddled across an inlet to a fairly secluded spot. We hopped in the water, and it was glorious (I used to love swimming). I was in heaven and flipped over on my back to enjoy floating under the hot sun... and my "friend" said "holy crap... it's Mount Liz!" I just wanted to die from the humiliation.

It's absolutely the 100 percent opposite of the 'sexy' I was going for.

Anyway, they're finally coming out June 1st. Different surgeon. She's wonderful, agrees that they're obnoxiously huge, and assures me that my breasts will look like they did prior to the surgery. Even with 10 years behind me.

I just can't wait to look neat and tidy again.

And here's some advice from grandma to the poor girl whose boyfriend has her in an insecure tizzy: DUMP HIM. He's not good for you. He doesn't deserve you, and you sure as heck don't deserve to be treated the way he's treating you. You may think there's complications - but in the grand scheme of life, there is no complication greater than the damage he's doing to your sweet self. (((hug)))

Hi there! How are you feelibg after your explant? Did you get a lift? Im curious on what yours stats wefe before and after. Are you happy with them out?

They're GONE!!

My doctor didn't want to do a lift at the same time as the explant because she wanted me to see that even after a decade, my breasts would pretty much go back to what they were, and if I was happy with them, then she wanted to save me the extra scars.

And I am SO happy. I was happy leaving the outpatient clinic. I'm even more ecstatic now 3 days later. My shirts close neatly. They're not in the way of everything. I can't wait to try golfing again.

The explant surgery was easy as pie. It took less than an hour, I went home, slept for 3 hours, and woke up ready for anything. And yes, my breasts look just like they did before the surgery. I'll never pose in playboy, but they're mine - familiar old friends.

I wore an old t-shirt over the weekend that I wouldn't have been caught dead in with the implants - and I looked and felt wonderful.

It's crazy how much more confident I am without them. It's been a great (and decade long) lesson in "love yourself for who you are."

I am considering having my implants removed and after reading comment from Liz, I am going to call for a consultation...I am 48, have 4 children...Went through a divorce 3 years ago after a 25 year marriage..I lost about 20 lbs. during divorce....Not because I was trying...Just was sick at stomach everyday for almost a year...anyways..My breasts looked horrible after losing so much weight and thought I would feel better about myself to get implants...Before I had lost all the weight I was a 36C... after weight loss, I was a 34 small B.....I have slowly put some weight back on and my breasts have become larger...I also think that I would be much happier and more confident with them out....It's getting really old to have men stare and clothes not fitting good....I'm going to do it!!

A little update.

I'm still crazy happy that I had the implants removed. When I scheduled my mammogram the clerk held up a sign that asked "Do you have implants?" (I scheduled it in person). I giddily replied "NOT ANYMORE!!!" She laugh and admitted she'd never quite hear that response before.

The mammogram was a breeze. Took half the time one with implants would take, and was far less painful.

My other tidbit is that my husband and I were in a car accident two weeks ago. We slid helplessly across a sheet of ice and ran headlong (albeit in slow motion) into a mountain. All of the safety devices worked like a charm - the seat belt, the airbag - and we walked away with only aches, pains - and one bruise. My left breast was smashed hard enough to turn the majority of it purple-black (even today it's a glorious bruise).

I shutter to think of how the rest of the day would have gone if I still had implants.

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