something no one tells you when you have a chest reduction is that your boobs/pecs will randomly feel like tv static- not like when your foot falls asleep but like when you put your hand on the tv and you could feel the static through the screen

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something no one tells you when you have a chest reduction is that your boobs/pecs will randomly feel like tv static- not like when your foot falls asleep but like when you put your hand on the tv and you could feel the static through the screen
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I fear myself when I can finally get my breast reduction. Im'ma be walking around with my boobs out just basking in the small titties......😂
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4/3/20
TW/CW: abuse, eating disorders
I had my first panic attack in almost two years yesterday and my bestfriend talked me through my emotions. I feel horrible because she’s not a therapist, so I shouldn’t have put all that on her. I’m checking on her today to see if she’s okay. As for me, I’m not fully okay but I’m working on it.
This weight loss/health gain journey of mine is rooted from abuse I suffered in childhood. My binge eating is a result of wanting to be bigger and stronger than my abusers to protect myself. I wanted to get rid of my chest that was causing me daily pain and self esteem issues. It’s so much more than a number on a scale. All the number on the scale tells me is how much I weigh, not how far I’ve come mentally and emotionally, and even physically tbh. My body shape has changed tremendously lol. But back to the subject at hand here, I am healing and I was doing really great for a while but an accidental trigger occurred last night and I couldn’t handle it. I just have to remind myself that I’m safe, I no longer have to be larger than those who abused me, I no longer have to protect myself from them, and that my body is mine. I own myself, and I’m gonna be okay. So with this, my first weigh in of April is here, and I’m better than I was yesterday. If you read all of this, thank you. If you can’t, I understand. I know I have new followers so I wanted to open up a little so y’all know this blog isn’t just a motivational fitblr, it’s my overall health and my healing journey as well.
hw 232lbs
cw 195lbs
gw 175-185
Breast reduction and weight loss before and after. #breastreduction #beforeandafter #weightlossbeforeandafter https://www.instagram.com/p/BzuPO3Rg0q9/?igshid=fab6xo8nudqp
My freshman year of college, the feedback I got from a mock audition from my professor was that I needed to be careful going into an audition because I’m going to be remembered for “the wrong thing.” She also recommended I invest in a better sports bra. (Little did she know, I haven’t been able to find a sports bra in my size under $100 since middle school.) In school, people used to throw salt and pepper packets down my shirt (since it was a big target.) At 14, doctors thought I had cancer, due to the unusual and increasing size of my chest. Hundreds of little stories and little voices come into my mind when thinking about my breasts. Professors, bullies, friends, strangers, family members, had all taken up too much space in my mind when I was making this decision. I knew that if I was going to undergo something as permanent as a breast reduction, I needed to eliminate any voice except my own. I’m proud to say that in October when I scheduled my surgery, my motivations were solidly out of self-love and self-sovereignty. I don’t have to live with the barrage of medical problems that have come from this and I’m choosing to relieve myself of those issues. It’s a decision that comes with enormous privilege. I did have some fears — where does body positivity come into this if I’m changing it? I didn’t want my surgery to become a way to look “normal.” Ultimately, this is not cosmetic but medical. My skeletal system has been warped, my lungs couldn’t fully expand, I was constantly exhausted from the strain of sitting up. As lucky as I was in how easy my appointments and approval were, that is not the case for so many who may not fit the medical criteria. Everyone deserves ease of access to medical services. Our bodies are not up for litigation, in this case or any. After my surgery this morning, I can stand up taller and breathe deeper. Sorry to all of the people in the past who identified me by my boobs. You’ll have to observe literally any other thing about about me.
Breast Reduction Post-Op Week 2
After 2 weeks my steri-strips have still yet to fall off on their own. According to my instructions this should have happened at 7-10 days, after which they could be removed. I did try to remove them a few days ago but to my horror I accidentally ripped out a stitch and saw the nipple actually lift. DO SOME RESEARCH BEFORE YOU TRY TO REMOVE THE TAPE. Not only is there a safe method to remove them, they DO NOT have to be removed at all. It’s totally fine to wait until they fall off, whenever that is. Needless to say I left them the heck alone afterwards and am now just cutting away at the tape when it starts to lift. I’ve noticed that it is really stuck on there, and dried blood and scabs aren’t helping the situation. It’s bugging the shit out of me because I want the incisions healing in open air but there’s just not much else to be done. Next week is my follow up appointment, if they haven’t fallen off by then, I’ll have my surgeon remove them. I really wish I had been better prepared for the possibility that the tape would be fricken cemented to my skin.
Another unfortunate occurrence, last night I found a small amount of leakage/blood. I think I had been poking around a little too much at the bottom of my incision and ??? it’s hard to tell because of the damn steri-strips but it wasn’t very much blood so I think I’m okay. I’m very tempted to contact my surgeon but it’s the long weekend and my appointment is only a week away. It doesn’t look infected and I don’t know for sure that the stitches are compromised so I might’ve just irritated it where it’s the most swollen. I’m that person that likes to press her bruises as if it’ll make it heal faster, and the skin (???) lump left by my lollipop incision is a real point of tactile interest. I have a lot of questions but I’ve been trying to be patient as nothing looks to be seriously wrong and I figure they won’t be able to get me in any sooner anyway. Blehh, I just want to know that everything is healing okay to ease my anxiety.
I’ve also noticed that my left nipple is numb. I’ve done a bit of research and this is normal and usually temporary. I’ve also had sensations that would indicate my nerves are trying to repair themselves or reattach or whatever. I’m not too worried, I just have to be patient. I’m just thankful not to be one of the rare few who get nipple necrosis...
Other than those (minor) concerns, I’ve been doing pretty well. I’ve been hitting the books to try to catch up and I’ve noticed that it’s tired me out quite a bit. Pain isn’t bad enough to bother taking anything and the few headaches I’ve had have been so much more mild and manageable than they ever were before. Neck and back pain are there but not bad. I can’t wait to be healed up so I can go for a massage and start to work on these ancient knots and tight muscles. I’ve found breathing to be less strenuous although anxiety has been antagonizing that a bit. All in all, patience is key, and I just need to work on managing my stress and anxiety. I still have absolutely ZERO regrets. I’m feeling better and more confident than I did before, and I’m so looking forward to being recovered and getting back to my life with renewed positivity.
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