I am totally open and honest,
and going into this journey of bariatric surgery I am going to be brutally open
and honest with everyone around me, including myself. So if you are reading
this blog, prepare yourself for some shock, some tears, but hopefully for more
laughter. I am sure there is more than
one person out there that can understand where I am coming from.
So I mentioned yesterday I
hurt. I’m fat. Being fat hurts. (The next several days are going to
talk about how being fat hurts … so be ready) First of all I am large
breasted by large breasted I mean I don’t buy bra’s at Victoria Secret’s,
Kohl’s, J.C. Penney, or for that matter, I can’t even walk into Lane Bryant and
buy a bra. Carrying around my 44G boobs everyday hurts my back. Rough estimate,
each boob weighs around 7-10 pound each. The straps dig into my
shoulders, the weight pulling on my shoulders and shoulder blades. So I
challenge you....Go to the store - Buy the biggest bra you can find then go to
the grocery store and buy 4 bags of flour and stuff them in your bra, because
that's basically what I am carrying around. Most bags of flour are 4-5
pounds. Try it for a day - a FULL DAY. 24 full hours - tell me your
back and shoulders don't hurt. Sit straight, stand tall. Come on - you
can do it!
Let’s talk bras. I pay
about $50-$75 per bra. I have about 3 bras in rotation at one time and
they wear out every 4-6 months. Do you know how fun it is to buy bras
online? 44DDD could be $40 and come in 10 colors. 44F or G -
pfft - $55-$65 and suddenly only comes in white, nude and black. Forget
cute, sexy bras. Yes…..there are places overseas you can order beautiful
bras for large cup sizes, but not large band sizes, and they aren’t really
supportive. And when you have REAL G boobs you need support!
My breasts are one of the
first things people notice about me. Everyone comments about them.
I am the big-busted friend. You can’t help but notice them. I’d be
lying if I said I didn’t like them, and my husband loves them! But….there
is more to me than my boobs!
So, moving forward with bariatric surgery I realize I am going to be losing these big weights off my chest.
I actually look forward to that with trepidation. Let’s face it, my boobs
are real – so they sag, and I nursed 2 kids, so they sag, once I start losing
weight and they lose even more density, …… they will really sag! Like orange in
sock sag! BUT – hopefully my insurance company will cover plastic surgery
to help fix up this old body of mine and I’ll better looking boobs at the end
of this journey!