Inflation

I awake at 5:15, I hear Glenn in the bathroom shaving or brushing his teeth and am in such discomfort from lying down that I have to get up. I'm still tired and wish I could sleep in, but I have to sit up to get the pressure off of my chest.  Sleep is something that has still given me a whole lot of grief.  I try to sleep on the recliner or propped up on dozens of pillows on my back, but after a few hours I have so much pressure on my chest and it hurts like crazy, but if I try and sleep on my side I get shooting pain down my sides.  There is no such thing as a comfortable position.  So anyways, I get up and make breakfast, take a shower, and put on my padded tank that I found at Styles For Less yesterday to help give the slight illusion of a boob. Then sleepy head wakes up and  I get her ready. Sarah comes to take me to my appointment.  We drop Riley off at Sue's and then head out. We get to the office and check in and get our pager and then sit down.  I go use the restroom and when I come out they have already paged us to head in.  We go in and I have to change into my gown.  Only a few minutes later Dr. Gaon comes in and we chat and I ask him some questions and then it's time.  He gives me a local anesthetic and then uses the magnet to find the right location and then he puts the needle into that spot and then starts pushing the saline solution. He asks me if I feel any pressure and I say not yet, so he says ok, let's do a little more then.  He adds a total of 80 cc's on each side.  I look down then and it is truly crazy to see the transformation.  It's like inflating a beach ball.  Like I took a few big breaths and gave it couple blows and then look to see my progress. So incredibly bizarre.  Well certainly an interesting and new experience for both me and the mother-in-law. :)   So we are on our way. Every two weeks  a few times and viola, boob!!  Now just to take some ibuprofen and lie here with an ice pack on my chest.