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Plastic Surgery

When I was 17, I thought about getting a breast reduction.  I was still pretty thin at this point and it bothered me to by bigger clothes just to fit my bust.  I had a hard time exercising and always had back pain and grooves in my shoulders where my bra straps sat. I had a few consults with different plastic surgeons and ended up scheduling surgery for the week before my high school graduation.  I ended up "chickening out" because I didn't want the surgery to have any impact on my graduation, and I hadn't had any major surgeries before.  I started gaining weight due to Cushing's shortly after, so it worked out for the best in the end.

Now, my breast size has gone way down since I've lost weight, and even though they are still bigger than average, they don't get in my way as much and are more proportional to my body. These days, my plastic surgery dream is to have a tummy tuck.  I have a lot of excess skin on my body, especially on my belly, and in a dream world, I would like to have that gone.  It's not like I'm a mom after having babies, I'm only 27 and still have a lot of life ahead and I would like to be able to wear a two piece bathing suit and not worry about shopping with friends or changing at the gym. It would also get rid of some scars, which is always a bonus, even though the scars don't bother me so much.

Have you ever thought about plastic surgery?  What would you have done if money wasn't an issue?

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  1. I almost got plastic surgery in London Ontario a few years back. My husband was willing to pay but I chickened out at the last minute. I decided I needed to learn to love myself how I was. I think it's different for everyone, though.

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