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Is 40 too old for breast implants? Is 50 too old for Breast Implants? 60? 70? Is there such as thing as “too old”? No. There is no such thing as too old for self-improvement. Let me tell you why.
Before and After
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Let me explain that the photo taken above (left) was on my 47th birthday. The girls were taking me out to Thunder From Down Under. I had just lost 50 pounds on the Keto Diet and was recently divorced. They encouraged me to dress in a body suit which was something WAY out of my normal style.
In fact, I’m pretty conservative.
Where Did My Boobs Go?
I was pretty small chested growing up. I wore a B cup as a teenager and young adult. And even in a B cup, there were always “gaps”. I never filled out a bra properly.
When I hit my late 30’s and put on weight, I was delighted to discover that I had grown into a C and then D cup. Of course, fat will do that! Yet I never filled out the bra completely, those darn gaps at the top!
After I had my 2nd child at 32, I really began to experience the Mom “deflation”. It was disheartening and was rough on my overall self-esteem.
As happy as I was with my new size 4 shape, I was not happy how I looked in my clothes with no breasts.
I needed a better “hanger”.
Divorce Shattered Me
I’m generally a pretty confident woman. Well, I was. I was married to 25 years to the same man who told me over and over how beautiful I was.
And you know the old confidence boost for a flat-chested woman
Honey, anything more than a handful is a waste.
Yep, heard that one over and over and I was grateful to hear it.
Although every time his eyes wandered to the girl walking by with the gorgeous body, I knew he was lying.
After 25 years, my husband told me he was only in our marriage for our daughter. He didn’t say the words “I don’t love you anymore”, exactly. But he might as well have.
That’s what I heard.
And when I told him I was leaving, he never asked me to stay.
I left there now believing everything he had ever told me was a lie. When he would look across the table and say “You’re so pretty”, I now wonder what he was really thinking.
Maybe “If I say this then she will be in a good mood and then I can ask to not have to go to the family event tomorrow that I’m dreading”.
It’s tough starting over in your mid 40’s with shattered self-confidence. I felt old and unattractive.
I needed a confidence boost.
I had actually made the decision to have breast implants in my 30’s. I found a doctor, made the appointment, and paid a deposit.
When I told my brother in law what I was having done, he was horrified. He was very worried about the risk I was taking.
He made the comment that it would be very hard explaining to my daughters that I died from a stupid decision to have cosmetic surgery.
I canceled the procedure. I’ve always regretted it.
When I was 46, after my divorce, I had a procedure to remove the inherited huge bags under my eyes. The surgery was referred to as blepharoplasty. I also had the hooded eyelids removed.
Best thing I ever did for anti-aging!
After that procedure was over and went so well, I knew the breast augmentation would be next. I announced it to my family.
I wasn’t getting breast implants to attract or impress a man. In fact, I had no desire to date. 2 years after my divorce, I’m still not ready. I wanted to do this for me.
I wanted to know what it would be like to fill out a bikini top or have a t-shirt fit properly. As I said previously, I wanted a better hanger for my clothes.
It was for me, and nobody else.
The doctor suggested I lose any weight I wanted to lose first.
So I did. 50 pounds! I was ready!
Choosing a Plastic Surgeon
Well, I actually thought I would return to the doctor that did my eyes. He was so wonderful. But the practice he was with had a thing where each doctor stays in their “specialty”. One does face, another does breasts, and so forth.
As much as I loved my doctor, I hadn’t met any of the others and the practice never followed up with me on my request for a consultation.
One day, a girl I knew mentioned that a group of girls were in the gym talking about their amazing “natural-looking” “boob jobs” (she quoted). They all were swearing by the same doctor.
I called him that day.
Within a week from that call, I had my surgery booked and paid for!
3 weeks later, I had my breast implant surgery.
When I make a decision, I take massive action.
2 weeks prior to surgery, my doctor had me stop taking all vitamins, herbal remedies, dayquil, nyquil, allergy pills and so forth. Tylenol was OK.
No food on the morning of surgery was easy for me as I was already used to intermittent fasting which means I only ate later in the day on most days. Not having coffee was brutal.
I arrived at the surgery center a couple of hours before the surgery. My oldest daughter brought me in. At 25, she was eager to see the process as it was something she wanted to.
[Spoiler: After my implants, I paid for my daughter to get hers. She looks great and loves them!]
The surgery took an hour or two (I can’t remember a thing once they wheeled me in) and I was out of the recovery room a short time after.
My daughter said in the car I kept saying “I have boobs, I have boobs” and would giggle.
The healing process took 6 weeks total and they were tougher on me than they should have been. The first week was all muscle pain.
When the implants are under the muscle, that muscle is really pulled. It feels like you had the most major workout of your life.. for days.
I stayed at home for a couple of weeks. I just didn’t feel like being out and about much. I was working at home on the computer on day 3. My energy was good in the morning and by 3 PM I was toast for a few weeks.
I developed an allergic reaction to the surgery bra and didn’t realize it until it was set in deep. I think laying the frozen corn across my chest to the point of thawing allowed moisture to set into the bra.
The material on the skin with the moisture caused a reaction.
It took another month to get that all healed once I had burned the surgical bra!
At first, after the implants, I had the sensation that my breasts were going to fall off. That subsided in the 2nd month.
Once I had the 6-week clearance, I began working out again. The only drawback there is when I lift weights, in ANY fashion, I get muscle pain in the breast area.
This surgery was my 3rd surgery in 12 months (including a full medically necessary hysterectomy.
My muscle turned to mush and 6 months later, I’m still weak from it all.
I choose the gummy bear implants and we placed them under the muscle.
I got 450 cc’s in one breast and 425 in the other as my breasts were uneven as most are.
I was worried that the implants would feel weird, but within a few months, I felt like I always had them.
6 months later and I can barely remember not having a full D cup.
I can finally fill out a bra properly!
I have more confidence and I’m much happier in my clothes.
I still don’t dress overly “sexy”. Most of the time I’m pretty buttoned up. I don’t even wear small t-shirts generally.
I didn’t get them to “show” them off. I know some women do and that’s fine. I’m not afraid to put on a lower cut shirt for a night on the town, but I’d say I’m still pretty conservative.
That being said, this will be my first summer with them, so I expect that style of clothing will be more revealing than my big sweatshirts.
My Answer To Age
I can tell you now at 47 that deciding to have breast implants was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
I got them for me. And I’m happy. I love the way my clothes fit. I don’t feel “too old” for them and I feel they even help me feel younger.
Having breast implants in my late 40’s was a great confidence boost.
Heading into my 50’s I’ve begun fashion blogging. I love putting on some stylish clothes and sharing how good we can feel at whatever age we are.
I don’t like the effects of aging on our bodies. And yet it is what it is. I’ll take some steps to improve the appearance where it makes sense to do so.
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