My boobs
A funny thing has happened between me and my boobs over the past few months.
Every morning I see the scars in the mirror. They're not very pretty, but as my skin has changed shape, I see that the scars are slowly becoming obscured and slipping into the fold underneath. Each one is about an inch and a half long and reddish-purple. I understand that they will look this way for about a year, then fade to a stretch-mark silverish color.
The boobs go through phases of minor itching in certain spots. After an itching spell subsides (they usually last about a day) I notice a small increase in feeling. Yes, the boobs are still numb-ish in places. It's weird. But, like I said, getting feelier every few days.
They no longer look like grapefruit halves and the "polarity" is getting more normal, meaning, uh, well...the nipples were sort of wall-eyed at first, but now point in the direction they should as the skin has adjusted to the implant, or, as my doctor says, prosthesis.
There is a little bit of rippling in the lower cleavage area, only evident when I'm naked. It's minor, and I knew this could happen because I had so little breast tissue to begin with. The boobs also feel sort of fake, for the same reason.
That's a list of pros and cons. But basically, I don't regret the surgery. The rippling and not feeling totally real don't bother me because of this:
I rarely think about my boobs anymore.
Yeah, what I mean is, before, I obsessed over them. I scrutinized myself in the mirror constantly, evaluating different clothing. My bras always hurt (hurt!!!) because it was impossible to find one that fit properly. I felt funny around other females lots of times because I felt like I looked prepubescent. I had a little bit of trouble standing up to some of them for the same reason.
I guess that some of those problems could have been solved by a few months in therapy. But the augmentation solved them all, whoosh, just like that. So my boobs are a success story in the same way that good design is: if you don't think about it, it's a sign that the work is very good.
A funny thing has happened between me and my boobs over the past few months.
Every morning I see the scars in the mirror. They're not very pretty, but as my skin has changed shape, I see that the scars are slowly becoming obscured and slipping into the fold underneath. Each one is about an inch and a half long and reddish-purple. I understand that they will look this way for about a year, then fade to a stretch-mark silverish color.
The boobs go through phases of minor itching in certain spots. After an itching spell subsides (they usually last about a day) I notice a small increase in feeling. Yes, the boobs are still numb-ish in places. It's weird. But, like I said, getting feelier every few days.
They no longer look like grapefruit halves and the "polarity" is getting more normal, meaning, uh, well...the nipples were sort of wall-eyed at first, but now point in the direction they should as the skin has adjusted to the implant, or, as my doctor says, prosthesis.
There is a little bit of rippling in the lower cleavage area, only evident when I'm naked. It's minor, and I knew this could happen because I had so little breast tissue to begin with. The boobs also feel sort of fake, for the same reason.
That's a list of pros and cons. But basically, I don't regret the surgery. The rippling and not feeling totally real don't bother me because of this:
I rarely think about my boobs anymore.
Yeah, what I mean is, before, I obsessed over them. I scrutinized myself in the mirror constantly, evaluating different clothing. My bras always hurt (hurt!!!) because it was impossible to find one that fit properly. I felt funny around other females lots of times because I felt like I looked prepubescent. I had a little bit of trouble standing up to some of them for the same reason.
I guess that some of those problems could have been solved by a few months in therapy. But the augmentation solved them all, whoosh, just like that. So my boobs are a success story in the same way that good design is: if you don't think about it, it's a sign that the work is very good.
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