|Jessica Rabbit or PoshBird ???|
So I wasn't sure whether to write this post or not if I'm honest....but when I started blogging I did so as an outlet for me and also as a window for others to peek through into my life, for anyone who may be interested that is ?! So I suppose it is inevitable that I find myself writing the first part of what I’m lovingly referring to as my 'Boob Job Blog’!
Now straight away that sounds odd for me to say and type, but you see, it’s just that I’m actually just about to have a boob job! To be clear, it’s not implants as you may suspect and goodness knows they have been all over the news this week. Also I absolutely understand all the issues women with small boobs have and totally sympathise with how they feel. But no for me, I’m at the other extreme, I have 'big' boobs, well for my frame I do and that brings its own issues too.
You see I'm just under 5ft (I'm gutted, I was measured today) and I weigh in at 9st and a few lbs (that is, stark naked, first thing in the morning !) and my boobs are a cup size F ! So I think that it’s fair to say that whilst they are glorious, pendulous, attention grabbing and make fabulous pillows for the girls (and Mr Poshbird) to rest their weary heads on; they are also back achingly heavy and bloody hard work to lug around.
I also love to run and I've been known to run half marathons, 10ks and the odd 2.2 mile around my village. However this isn't easy for me and also apparently can’t be done without causing extreme toe curling embarrassment for Miss C, whose 16yr old lad mates, often remark that they've seen me out jogging! All this, coupled with the fact that 6 months ago a Dr friend of mine kindly pointed out to me that my spine was curving and that the shoulder and neck pain that I've had for many years was probably due to my wondrous 'bangers' , well I decided to seek the advice of my local GP. If I'm totally honest I didn't have any expectations about receiving a breast reduction on the NHS, after all it's not life threatening, or particularly that serious, although to me it would be life changing in many ways and hopefully reduce my back, neck and shoulder pain....oh and of course having small boobs will enable me to run even faster!
It’s funny, but I've always been self conscious of the size of my boobs and have spent years trying to choose clothes that hide them, wearing minimiser bras and the like, but all they do is squash your boobs under your armpits, which is not the most attractive of looks ! And while I know my boobs are the envy of many a less well endowed lady, I've now kind of worn tired of them; and I mean both physically and emotionally tired ! They've served me well I guess, they helped me snare Mr Poshbird and I've breastfed my two daughters successfully with them but now these monstrosities simply have to go! I want the perky, pert, bouncy boobs I was meant to have and I want them NOW!
So after my initial assessment, my GP referred me to see a specialist and to my utter amazement the consultant at the local hospital said I fitted all the criteria. Right weight, non smoker and I have been treated for back related problems, oh and of course I do have gigantic boobs, so operation ‘breast reduction’ was a goer!
Anyway, all this all took place back in September last year and we joked in the Poshbird household that I'd have my new boobs for Christmas and also my 40th Birthday...well looks they'll be a little late, but hey who in reality wants an operation to interfere with the Christmas drinking and partying scene anyway!
So here I am, about to embark on a life changing and scary set of events. To some they may seem trivial but to me it’s so important. This morning was 'pre op' day and having been busy the last month I hadn't really thought too much about the up and coming procedure. Needless to say the pre op wasn't quite what I had expected and I’ll share that with you in my next post. But in spite of this I tend to see the humour in most situations, I find it helps to lighten ones life's experiences!
To Be Continued....