Now we're getting some where. Finally. Scheduled my next (and best!) surgery for March 12. One day after my baby's birthday. That's fitting.
It's called an exchange or swap surgery because we swap these horrid expanders for real implants. Nice, soft implants. Breasts that move around rather than stick to my chest like Madonna's cone bra. Not only will they look more natural but best of all they feel more natural.
Scheduling this surgery has made a significant difference in my outlook. I'm excited about this surgery. What sort of fool is actually excited about having surgery? This one.
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