Erin’s Story
by Erin
July '06 Contest Winner

My name is Erin. I'm 26 years old, no children, 5'6", 108 lbs. I began this process with a 30AAA cup size. I have always been a tiny person. In high school my nickname was "frail one". During college I began working out so that I would at least have some tone to my body. I enjoyed the results that came about by doing that, but I have always realized, no matter how hard I work on my body, there is one thing I can't change by modifying my habits - my breast size.

When I was 21 years old I went to visit Dr. Jewell in Eugene, Oregon. He told me the pros and cons of the surgery and told me what size he thought my body could handle. This was an informative visit, but I decided that the time was not right for me in regards to money on hand and work schedule. In the meantime, I continued to research the augmentation process on-line.

There are definitely problems that can arise from a breast augmentation, such as capsular contracture, bottoming out, double bubble, etc. However, those risks generally do not occur at a high rate and are correctable. For me, the pros outweighed the cons. The next step was determining what size I would like to be.

Starting as an AAA, I figured I would be happy with a B Cup!!! But after participating in the forum, it is easy to see that the "boobie greed" does strike quite often. I decided that I would be most happy with a mid-C cup. In 2006, I got up the gumption to go to another consult. This time, I saw Dr. Movassaghi in Eugene. After looking at the pictures on his website and reading his customers reactions, I decided that he would be a good choice.

At my first consult, we tried on sizers, talked about possible complications and decided on a date. I chose high profile implants because of my small ribcage (26"), 330 f/t 360, and I set my surgery date for about a month from the day of that first consult. That month went by a lot faster than I thought it would, but I was ready. I knew what to prepare for and what to expect. I purchased a couple ice packs, a zip-up hoodie for recovery, juice boxes and some magazines to flip through while I was stuck on the couch. Also, I set up a table next to the couch with a notepad and timer to remind me of medication schedules (that was a lifesaver!).

On surgery day, I went in around 1:30. For some reason, they were in a hurry to get me started, so it was a whirlwind from there. The nurse brought me back, had me change into a dressing gown, took my blood pressure and started an IV. She also covered me with a warm blanket, which was nice. After a few minutes, they walked me into the bright surgery room and laid me down on the table.

I remember them strapping my legs into some massaging cuffs, and the next thing I remember is waking up in recovery. On the short drive home I kept nodding off. Once I got home, I slept for most of the day. My pain was never really bad. I was showering by day 2 on my own and went out to dinner with friends by day 4. Now, at 6 weeks post-op, I am feeling almost completely normal. I am very glad I did this for myself. All of my old clothes still fit, I just look so much better in them now. My self-confidence has improved. And, my fear that everyone would know and stare, it never happened. It's my little secret.