Well, yesterday anyway.
I live about 5 hours from Toronto so I went on Tuesday. I stupidly managed to confuse myself about my surgery time, not knowing if the 11:30 time I was told was the time I should be at the hospital, or the time of the surgery (meaning I should show up at 9)
To play it safe I decided to go at 9, and signed in to be told I was very early and that my surgery wasn't going to be until 2pm. I considered going back to the hotel but they suggested I stay so I did. I didn't have anything better to do that morning anyway.
I wandered around until 11:30 and decided to then get changed and wait. Some time later I was told Dr Fielding among many other doctors that day was behind schedule and I may not get in until 2:30.
A half hour at that point didn't bother me any, but as 2:30 rolled around it was still unclear when I would be going in, At about 3ish I was told that I would more than likely have my surgery cancelled since the staff all have to go home. I was told to wait around until someone told me whether or not it was happening.
i was really bummed to hear that I'd get cancelled on since I travelled so far. But as time went on, nobody came to break the news to me, and the other staff around took that as good news for me, since they would have told me already if they planned on not doing my surgery.
Finally, at 5 pm, 8 hours after I arrived, I was called in. The staff was all very friendly and in minutes I was drugged and ready to be demanboobified (this is the medical term for gynecomastia correction)
I was very pleased because I was certain my hopes were to be crushed in that waiting room and that I would be sent home crying into my large bosom
I woke up groggily at 7:30ish and after a few minutes in the recovery room was carted off to my room where I would be staying the night. The nursing staff were all very pleasant, but I didn't sleep very well because I decided to forego any pain medication. At 4 am I finally asked for some, and I was kicking myself for not taking some earlier. Oxycodone is a pretty fantastic drug and I slept like a baby until Dr. Fielding showed up in the morning to give me the lowdown.
We joked around a bit and he told me everything went great and that I would be very pleased with my new contour.
I got the a-okay to leave shortly after and decided I'd walk to where my ride had parked the car, which was about 10 minutes walk since he had planned to just pop in and see whats up and as I was ready to leave swing by to pick me up rather than pay for parking for another day.
So here I sit now having just got home about an hour ago. All in all it was pretty painless. Though I have to admit I'm extremely itchy under my tesner and foam padding and can definitely see this driving me crazy in the coming week.
I'm still so glad it's done with, and that I am breast-free, or will be when i'm all healed.
I have no idea what I look like under the pads yet, and I have no pre op pictures for you because I never want to see my breasts again. I'll snap some in a week when I take off these pads though.