When I was a teenager, I would wish upon stars because I wanted boobs. I was barely an A cup and the teasing in high school was pretty awesome. You know - being a surfboard etc. I left for a year in Sweden as an A cup barely needing a bra, and 10 months later upon my return to New Zealand my wish came true....I came home as a DD. It was a pretty big shock to those who knew me!
HOLY BOOBS BATMAN (in an overstretched T-shirt)
Anyway, I first put my neck out and required Physio Therapy when I was 13. It happened pretty much yearly, and when I was about 19 (about when I got the boob arrival) I started to have wicked back pain. All through college I was constantly getting PT because the muscles in my neck and back were so tight. I was told I had the neck mobility of an 80 year old. My mid back felt like it was being squeezed in a vice. Ironically the only time I didn't have back pain was when I was pregnant.
This past year it got to the point where it was almost debilitating. There was so much I couldn't do because I would be in so much pain. And being a military wife having gone through 2 1/2 years of my husband deploying, him going to schools, to training, to PCS's....in just a 5 year period, it got very concerning. How was I supposed to look after my 2 kids and give them a normal life when I was in chronic pain?
This year I tried being proactive. I did Physical Therapy for 2 months and they tried to strengthen my core. My core was strengthened, but it didn't help the pain. I was able to do everything they asked of me, but it wasn't helping so they discharged me. I was on Celebrex, Flexeril and Vicodin daily which I hated - I'm only 32 and it's just not ok with me to be on that much medication. I decided to just battle on and I started running which was awesome. I ran two 5k's and felt great, but then my neck started killing me, and I injured my right rotator cuff. How you do that when you run I have no idea, but it was the 2nd time I injured my rotator cuff in 2 years.
Frustrated as heck, I talked my doctor into getting me a Tens Unit, which helped with the pain, but after 2 MRI's and only getting the results that I have disc degeneration and a bone spur in my neck, but no clue as to why my back hurts, I was at my wits end. I had asked a few years ago whether I could get a breast reduction and she said no. That I just needed to lose 10 pounds and I would significantly reduce my breast size. Um, no, my boobs stay the same, and its hard to exercise when you double bra and still bounce up and down. This time she suggested it knowing that I had been proactive and really had exhausted most other options.
YAY!!!
I'm not going to lie. I've wanted smaller boobs for a while. Clothes shopping is horrible - trying to find clothes to fit over the suckers is terrible. If they fit over your knockers, it's baggy below them. If they fit your belly, it's stretched like an overstuffed sausage or you can't do the zipper up. Or button up shirts were impossible because you have the unsightly button bulge. And I'm not even that big in the grand scheme of things. And aside from that, I'm just not a flaunt it kind of girl. I'm a modest, don't show much cleavage kind of girl. I had to wear a tank top under most shirts and even then I felt like I was revealing too much. And living in Hot as Hell, North Carolina, you just don't want to wear too many layers.
So on my way to the surgeon I go....but that's the next part of the story.
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