So I figured I would share some of the thoughts that went through my head upon deciding on plastic surgery. Once I decided I was going to get boobs and a tummy tuck I knew I had a tough road ahead of me; for one I had to decide if I wanted to do both procedures at the same time so I would only have to recover once and then weigh the cost to benefit of doing a 2-for-1.
I went to my first consultation, the doctor's office was very nice, the staff was very nice, the before and after picture album in the waiting area was impressive to say the least. I go into an exam room to wait for him; in the meantime I'm naked from the waist up. He walks in, chats with me then tells me to drop my robe. Looks at my boobs and tells me that I have LOTS of extra skin to go as big as a DD. I'm thinking to myself, did he just tell me in a nice way that my 28 year old boobs are sagging? Next comes my stomach; he pokes and prods. The doctor says I have very strong abdominal muscles (of course I do, I do my daily routine of grueling sit ups) and this makes me happy to hear and he tells me that I am a prefect candidate for both of these surgeries and should recover fairly quickly given my young age and good overall health. He tells me to meet him in his office, I get dressed and I walk into his office; he writes up how much it's going to cost. The boobs are about $4000 and the stomach is about $7000. I thank him and tell him I'll get back to him. Overall I was impressed with this doctor but I still had 2 more consultations to go...
I make my way to the next doctor. I walk into the reception area which is set up more like a 'traditional' doctor's office; cold, unfriendly staff, etc. I'm escorted into an exam room where I give my info to the nurse who tells me to strip from the waist up and wait for the doctor. A few minutes go by and the doctor walks into the room and I kid you not the FIRST words out of his mouth are, "so we gonna fix that nose too?" I was pissed to say the least so I politely told him that wasn't a concern of mine at the moment. At this point I knew he was NOT going to be my doctor. It wouldn't have mattered how good he was, what celebrities he worked on, etc. I was not having this guy work on me. Thank goodness I still had one more to go...
Third time's the charm, right? I make my way to yet another plastic surgeon for a consultation. This consultation alone cost me $100 just to score an appointment which I was already not happy about BUT a friend of mine had work done by this particular doctor and she said he was fantastic so I was already impressed. The office was warm and comfortable, friendly staff, great reading material, etc. The doctor was very nice, HE personally took my health history, asked what I wanted done and why, talked to me about the risks and showed me some pictures. Told me I would be a great candidate and he would be more than happy to do my cosmetic work if I were to choose him. So...third time is the charm. He's my doctor!
I guess what I'm trying to convey is, take your time finding a doctor because finding the right doctor will make all the difference.
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