Went to the doc...now what?

Last week I was finally able to meet with the plastic surgeon and have my consult. I had planned on meeting with 2 different doctors. One recommended by my bariatrics group and that I had watched a seminar from and then one recommended by a girl with big boobs at a bar! The first plastic surgeon Dr. C put me through the runaround and made me come to the appointment, pay $2.00 for parking and then was able to see me. I wasn't impressed. Dr. D. was the next doctor. He came to one of our monthly bariatric meetings and was recommended by our lead, Jodi. After waiting an hour my blood was boiling. I'm so impatient. When it was finally my turn the staff was very friendly and apologetic for my long wait. Dr D. was very nice and asked me questions about my desired size and overall appearance. I explained to him that neither one of us know the exactly what we wanted except for my stomach to be flat and my boobs to be up and womanly. We discussed the difference between silicone and saline. I decided to go with silicone. And then it came to the size. My instructions were womanly, professional, but not porn star professional. We looked at a few images online and then I got undressed.

First the tummy tuck. Easy peasy. I would have a scare similar to my c-section but from hip bone to hip bone. I would pull on the skin down but leave a little soft spot about 5 inches from my belly button. That skin is stretched but can only be fixed with a vertical scar but he said he thought that was too much of a scar for the minor area. Then it was onto the fun part. Boobs.

I don't need a lift with is excellent. That less surgery and less money out of my pocket. The sizing was next. I put on a cross your heart on bra and he gave me the first pair of fake boobs to try on. From the pictures Nate and I flipped through we thought around 350cc would be perfect. So in goes the 350cc and I put my sweater back on. They looked exactly the same as the bra I've been wearing the for past year that's empty (My boobs don't fill it at all!). Boo! Nate and I both say no. He hands me 450cc pair next. I slide those bad boys in and take a look. Errr. better but not it. Nate confirms. He hands me the next pair 550cc and explains to me that I'm 5'9" with a medium frame I can handle a higher CC. I take a step back and look in the mirror. Not exactly Laura Croft but perfect! Nate also gave it 2 thumbs up. The doctor asked if he could use his discretion during surgery to see how my skin fills the 550cc and aim between 500-550cc. Nate and I told him yes. 500-550cc would equate to a small D. He said big enough but not to big to bother me when running or excersising.  Here are some examples. First 2 girls are 5'9"

Now this girl is 5'5" and has 550cc. See the difference? Way to big in my opinion.

The next step was the pricing lady. She came in with her type up proposal and it was much less than Nate and I were thinking. Still an investment but not the price of a new car. I left feeling very excited. I could have it done as early as February! I could be on the road to feeling skinny and better about myself.

Let me just take a moment to say that I know that I'm skinny. I know that I'm no longer fat. I know that I'm a size 8 and shit even fit into a size 4 the other day at Express. But as long as my stomach looks like this I won't feel as good as I could.

Okay back to boobs and tummy. When am I going to do it? I'm thinking May 28th. It works out with Lorelei's schedule and I could take 2 weeks off to recoup. The only problem I'm having is the money. Do I really want to spend $10,000 on myself? Can I justify doing something so selfish? Is it selfish? Would it put us in a financial bind? Am I making the right choice? That is what I'm struggling with now. Am I making the right financial choice for me and my family? I'll let you know what I decide.