Whoah! Am I the first Doper to have requested, “pics?”, and actually gotten them? Score one for the good guys!
They look good, and I’m sure they’re going to look even better once the swelling goes down all the way!
ETA: Hostile, go clear your private message queue. I wanted to find out if you want to play racquetball when I’m in SD in Feb.
Seriously! You’re my Doper hero! 
D’oh! Those 50 PMs really sneak up on you, don’t they? Maybe I just talk too damn much. Anyway, I’d be glad to. I used to play Super Epic After-Midnight Dodgeball with a fairly large group too, and we may be getting back together for (a) more Super Epic After-Midnight Dodgeball, (b) Super Epic Lisbon-Style Beach Soccer and/or (c) Super Epic After-Midnight Laser Tag. You’re more than welcome to join if we’re doing any of that in Feb.
Oh yeah, you’ll be here for the rugby tournament, won’t you? I’m glad you reminded me. I’m dying to check it out–I’ve never seen a live rugby game, and I’ve only ever seen one or two of them on TV, but I love the sport. C’est la vie americain.
ETA Be warned: I haven’t played racquetball since 8th grade, so don’t be surprised if most of my tricks are in the “irritating middle-school cheater” variety. It was always one of my favorites, though.
I had occasional odd shooting pains for close to a year after my reduction; the nerves take a while to heal/settle down/whatever. It wasn’t major, but very startling, since it was eventually completely unrelated to anything I was doing.
Concerning your husband and your breasts – in my admittedly limited experience, if they have access to breasts, men tend to be pretty happy whatever said breasts might look like. Or in other words – “Boobs! Yay!” That being said, I wish you well with yours. I hope your husband likes them too, though you liking them is far more important.
Well, she is dating Jimmy Kimmel after all. You’d have to be open-minded to date him, no?
That’s really good to know, that you had occasional shooting pains that seemed unrelated. Yesterday I got the most awful stabbing pain in the right one and I thought, Ack! Did I do something horribly wrong? What’s happening? But then it went away. So I’ll try not to freak out.
Yes, I think that’s true about men and breasts. I never had any complaints about mine from men; and I was never doing it for men. My husband says he likes the new ones too; but mostly he’s just concerned that I heal, that I do everything the doctor says I should, and stuff. I can’t have sex for 40 days, either, which kind of sucks. There is a list of restrictions a mile long. How long did they limit you from doing exercise? After four weeks, I can WALK for exercise. After 6-8 weeks, I can do something more extensive.
And, because of the lipo, I have to wear this extremely tight garment that I got 24-7 for 4 weeks, taking it off only to shower. It’s this full body girdle with legs. It starts below the breasts (I just wear a sports bra on them and a band to push them down) and it’s crotchless for hygiene/going to the bathroom. Lovely.
I’m not even the tiniest bit athletic, but I’m pretty sure I was given clearance to do whatever I wanted after 6 weeks. I was feeling pretty much like myself after a couple, though my energy did tend to run out rather suddenly when it went. By 6 weeks I was back to my usual self.
I didn’t have to wear a particular bra or anything, but we had different procedures, and I’ve different doctors have different recommendations anyway. That garment sounds horrible, but if the result is worth it, it’s worth it.