Today I met with a cosmetic surgeon to discuss options and pricing regarding a breast reduction. I went in knowing and preparing myself for the outrageous costs associated with major surgery. I was not nervous at all, this is something I have wanted since I was 18 years old. My mind is made up and I know what I need to do, and that for my well-being this is what needs to be done.
I changed into the piece of 1 ply tissue paper they gave me and waited anxiously to tell him everything I had been feeling, like it was an interview or something. He comes in the room, discusses my concerns, and marks on my body what things will be done. If you have ever seen Nip/Tuck... you know what I am talking about. It really puts into your head just how "imperfect" you are since these are the people who make everyone look "perfect" and see all kinds of different people.
I got excited when he started telling me what I would look like, and how I would be more proportionate with the rest of my body. After the consult, you visit the Practice manager who sets up the appointment and collects your money and soul. Again, I had prepared for the worst but hoped for the best. Unfortunately, it was much more than I expected.
The cost of my happiness would come at about $12,000.00. For some people, thats a car, or a really sweet vacation. For me, thats being comfortable in my own skin. I would give anything to not have to have surgery, but in the end... I know its the only option to get the results I want. Dieting has helped my body so much, but there is only so much you can do when you have this problem.
If anyone wins the lottery... adopt me?
