When we arrived yesterday I had blood tests, ECG and a chest X-ray. We were the first ones here but the waiting room soon filled up.
The doctor called me in around 8am and went through the procedure. I then stripped off down to my undies and the doctor took some before photo's. He then got out his tape measure and texta's and started drawing on me. He measured my chest and because of the shape of my breasts he could not go too big. I had thought 400cc, same as Gin. I tried on 250cc and 300cc and decided on the 300cc. I told the doctor that I still needed to lose another 15kgs and that my breasts would shrink. I asked if we could go up to 350cc. He would see how it fit and would do between 200cc - 350cc, no bigger or smaller than that.
He then asked me if I had compression pants. I told him that I didn't and that I had be reassured that they would supply them. He said that they did stock them but not in my size. He said that they would see what they had and if they didn't have my size he would have to cancel the lipo.
I WAS GUTTED.
When Dave and I sat waiting Dave told me that maybe we should cancel the whole thing and come back another time. I didn't want to do that. I wanted to at least get my breasts lifted.
The doctor called me back in and told me that the biggest pair they found was still too small for me. I said that I still wanted it done and that I had not come all this way not to have it done. I asked if there was somewhere close by I could go and buy some. He laughed and said no. He said that he would still do the surgery and bandage my legs to keep the swelling down. he said that the first 48hours was the most important and that there would be more swelling without the compression pants.
Dave sent Nic a message and asked if she could grab a couple of pairs of spanks for me. Nic got some from K-mart and would bring them with her when she arrived on Monday.
We went back to the waiting room and a nurse came to take me to the accounts department to pay for the procedures. The finance lady tried to put the payment through but it didn't work. So she put half through and it worked. She tried to put through the other half and it would not work. I called the bank and a block had been put on my account. I had been to the bank before our trip and they told me it would all be okay. The guy on the phone said it shouldn't have happened, apologised and said it was all fixed. The cashier tried to put it through again and it didn't work. She tried for about 15minutes and then I rang the bank again. I was using my Visa debit card and it had a daily limit set on it. They increased the limit and the payment went through.
We went back to the waiting room to a worried Dave, we had been gone so long. I no sooner sat down then the nurse came to take me to theatre. I said goodbye to Dave and a 2nd nurse tool him to our room (apparently the best in the hospital).
I walked into the theatre and layed on the operating table. The anaesthetist came in and went through the procedure with me. They put the cannula in and got the room organised.
The anaesthetist then told me she was putting some medicine in. AND I WAS OUT.
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