Are Your Fake Boobs Making You Sick?

Hey Guys!

Welcome to my favorite page of my website.

The page I am definitely most passionate about these days. Never in a million years did I think I would be spending so much time talking about my boobs! But here we are!

Chances are if you are reading this you have some questions about your boobs too! Couple of things to point out…I DO NOT think breast implants affect every person in the same way. I believe some people have their implants forever and never have a bad reaction or experience.

However, I do believe there are thousands of us who have had some serious health issues, in part because of our implants. That’s why mine are gone now. Want the details? The good, the bad , the ugly? Here’s my story…my WHOLE story. Click the cover and order away!

 

 

 

 

Fake Boobs and Breast Cancer

My phone started blowing up last night while we were eating dinner. Usually, when we are at the table I ignore phone calls and text messages, but it got to the point where I thought something was wrong! Somebody must have really needed me the way the text messages were coming thru! 

I was eating stone crabs…which are super messy…the last thing I wanted to do was get up, wash my hands and check my phone. But I did.

Nothing was wrong, but it became clear that people, my friends, the world, a lot of us are paying attention. NBC Nightly News did a story on textured implants causing cancer. Here’s the link:

https://www.nbcnews.com/health/health-news/doctors-patients-raise-alarms-about-cancer-linked-breast-implants-n940181

My friends went nuts as far as letting me know there was a story on the news, about a subject I am slightly obsessed with these days! And I love them for that!

This is not a NEW story, it’s been circulating awhile now, but it’s finally getting attention. Just wait until EVERYONE starts paying attention to the bigger story! Breast implants and their possible impacts, textured or not.

(Side note…Yes, I freelance for NBC, it’s just a total coincidence it was on the same network.)

 

 

 

Um, Why Are They Brown?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yep…totally my first reaction too. Turns out betadine was used in implants years ago. I never knew that, but I’ll be honest, when I was 18 years old and getting new, big, fake boobs I wouldn’t have cared! How times change right? They may look pretty on the outside, but the inside…yikes! 

 

 

Having trouble doing basic things like opening jars? Yep, that was me!

 

 

 

The amount of women who have been diagnosed with autoimmune diseases who have breast implants is alarming! And we all have such similar symptoms…

My joints were so bad for so long, I couldn’t do basic exercises. Sometimes I forget how badly I hurt because I feel so much better now!

 

 

Are there things you can’t do because you are in pain all the time?

 

Top questions I get asked.

 

Here’s a very brief recap of my story…

 

Mom I Need a Boob Job

When I was 18 I decided I NEEDED a boob job. Notice, I said NEEDED, not wanted. The mystery that still boggles my mind today is how in the heck I convinced my parents to go for it! I will admit I was a very persuasive teenager, but my parents were also some of the strictest/toughest of all my friends’ parents. It still doesn’t make sense to me all of these years later. But at the time I was so grateful they said yes.

Thinking back to my 18-year old self it’s weird…I was a confident kid. I’ve always been confident. But my boobs were never what I considered “perfect.” And perfect, or close to it, as unrealistic as it is, is always what I have tried to be.

They were uneven. My right boob always smaller than the left. I thought it was soooooo obvious. It wasn’t.

So, after meeting with our family friend, who was also a plastic surgeon, we picked a date. March 3, 2000. Spring Break my freshman year of college. Two months shy of my 19th birthday I was set to get a new rack!

Let me say this…I loved my new boobs! They were fantastic. I’ve never been a tiny girl, so they fit my body well. They weren’t too big or too fake looking. They were saline, and a tear drop shape. They were AMAZING.

This was my junior year of college, on a trip to New York with my girlfriends. The twins were about 2 years old. (Can you tell I worked at a tanning salon at the time?!)

Picture Perfect

Even then, at 18, I knew the career path I wanted to take. I wanted to be a TV News Reporter. The summer before my surgery I did my first internship, and that’s when I first watched myself on camera (awkward in so many ways, but that’s for a different post).

Well, when I went back the next summer, with the twins, I loved how I looked on camera so much more (when it came to my body)! Don’t get me wrong, my boobs were not stripper boobs. They were tasteful, but they were THERE!  There was actually a saying I heard a couple of years later that proved to be true, when it came to being on camera, you should ‘invest in the chest.’ I did, and it worked.

Not once did I think about the long term. I wasn’t concerned about what they would look like or feel like in 10 or 15 years. I wasn’t worried about having to have then redone every decade. I never asked if I would be able to breastfeed my kids. I was 18! All I was looking for was perfection! And keep in mind, these were the days before social media. This desire to be perfect came from within. There was no Instagram leading the way.

The First 10 Years

My boobs were really great for a long time. Did I mention how much I loved them?

I got married with them. Had two beautiful healthy babies with them. I was able to successfully nurse both of my girls. One for her ENTIRE first year. No issues. Did they change a little after the weight gain of pregnancy and the pulling of pumping…of course! But they were still holding their own.

Now

But as with most good things…they must come to an end. I had my implants removed in November of 2017. For more information on how I prepared mentally and physically to explant please join my email list.