My Explantation Story by Jeena
I have wanted to tell my story for
a long time, but have been waiting for an nice ending. The end of my saga is still ahead of me, but it seems very
important to add my story to this wonderful compilation of explant journeys. Not all explantations are complication
free, and to have an explantation site which does not tell examples of difficult experiences would be less than
representative of what women may face. There are other good sites which show the many horrific photos of breast
implant victims. I want women to make responsible decisions concerning their bodies and health. Had I known the
tragedy I could possibly face, I would surely have taken a different path. Sadly, I didn't have this information.
If it was out there, I surely did not know where to find it. MY GOAL My goal in sharing this saga, is the
sincere desire to warn women about the dangers of implants, to urge timely explantation, and stress the importance
of finding the right surgeon. If I could, I would shout warnings from the housetops and prevent healthy, beautiful
young women from plunging headlong into pain, more surgery, complications, expensive revisions, deformity, financial
hardhip and all the conditions I have lived in. My goal in sharing my personal experience is not to put terror
in people, but to declare there is hope and help for nearly any situation. I DESIRED A "LIFT" Many of my friends had gotten breast
implants, and I have to admit, there was once a desire to have them. However, one friend had problem after problem,
surgery after surgery, and I had abandoned the idea of implants. Of course, I didn't think implants were necessarily
dangerous, and thought her problems were unique to her personal body type. Still, the possibility of going through
the same difficulties that she had experienced was enough to rule out breast implants. However, I was very much
interested in a "lift". In 1990, I decided I may need to see
a Doctor about my desire to have a mammogram and "lift". After breastfeeding my children, and knowing
I would not have any more, I was at the age I also needed a good breast examination and mammogram. I had never
had one. My mammogram was not very good. I was
told I had unhealthy mammary tissue and if I did not have cancer, I was in a precancerous state. Having had cancer
at another site 8 years earlier, I was advised to have a plastic surgeon remove the unhealthy inner tissue, while
having a lift. My husband and I had a consultation
with a Plastic Surgeon who insisted I would need silicone breast implants in order to have a good result. We argued
the point. We were not wealthy people and had many children and we told the Doctor that we could not afford any
complications, further surgeries or implant replacements. He insisted this would not happen. We insisted I had
been allergic to other "plastic type" items (earring posts, other jewelry, watchbands, IV tubing, etc.)
He insisted implants were hyper-allergenic and it was impossible for me to have allergic reaction to them. We insisted
I had experienced complications in other surgeries. He insisted I would be fine. We went home to think about it,
and he left us with the resounding words, "You will not be happy with any surgery without implants. You will
be so thrilled with your new breasts, and I promise you, when you are 90 and in the casket, those silicone implants
will still be in your body and you will look young." With all the positive claims, we decided
to trust the Doctor and mortgaged our home to have the surgery. If the biopsy proved I indeed had cancerous cells
in my breasts, insurance would reemburse us. Thankfully, I had no cancer. Sadly,
we had to pay for the surgery in entirety, putting hardship on our family. When I awakened from the surgery, I
was in nearly the worst pain I had ever experienced. I will never forget the shock of my condition. Within a week,
I experience a horrendous case of hives. My stomach was soon covered in a horrible rash. From the first morning
post implantation, I had numbness and tingling in both hands. I began having insomnia immediately. The implants
also did not sink into place, but stayed high on my chest. I felt as though they came up to my neck! After I was healed externally, and
quite displeased with the shape and placement of the implants, I returned to the surgeon. He informed me I would
need a second surgery to move the implants into place properly. I remember feeling very grotesque and deformed. So, again, I headed to the operating
table. The surgeon did not lie. He did not charge me for the revision surgery, but we faced the realization that
the hospital and operating room expenses were OUR responsibility. Again, we had to borrow more money. He did not
replace the implants, but merely moved them down further. In my opinion, they still were too high, and had much
the same appearance as "Rose's" implants. The numbness and tingling did not cease.
I began to pass out for no reason. My heart would occasionally race as though I had too much caffeine or had taken
amphetamines. (I hadn't) The hives were horrible. They would start on my breasts, and I would have swollen, red,
itching, hot breasts until antihistamines would kick in. There were times my husband had to hold down my hands
to keep me from clawing them out. I continued to take antihistamines every day of my life. Sometimes that would
not work, and I would have to go to the emergency room. I began to have to carry epenephrine shots. You would think I would have attributed
all the problems to the implants, but I was in total denial.
The words of my plastic surgeon rang in my head "You won't want to look in the mirror if you do not have the
implants. The result will be horrible without them." Not being able to afford them, and the fear of the outcome
made explantation prohibitive for me. More than one doctor told me the risk was much greater to take them out,
than to leave them in. By 1994, I was unbelievably fatigued
and felt as though I were coming down with a severe case of the flu every day of my life. The insomnia continued.
It was not unusual for me to go days without having one wink of sleep. I felt like a walking "zombie".
My memory was getting horrible. Prednisone steripaks became a regular
regiman, as my body became sicker and sicker. I was having allergic reactions to household cleaners, insecticides,
plants, foods, medicines. I could no longer wear panties or anything with lycra. Anything that resembled a plastic,
latex or silicone caused me to break out in a rash. Migraine headaches became impossible to control. The pain in
my body was more than I could bear, and there seemed to be nothing I could do about it. Eventually, I was on Prednisone
daily. I knew the silicone implants were the
reason my entire life had changed. If I were to write of all the medical problems I had, this account of the last
12 years would be too long to read. I also developed asthma, shortness of breath, chest pain and strange fevers. I wished I could turn back the hands
of time and never gotten the implants. I did not have the money to have them removed. I joined the class action
suit, in hopes of receiving enough money to have them removed properly and I waited. Every time it seemed the money
was coming, there was another delay, another disappointment. I waited much too long. Now, even if the settlement
money arrives, it won't touch the medical expense and lost wages I have lost. Chronic pain was nearly unbearable.
I had been diagnosed with connective tissue disease, lupus, and fibromyalgia. When my neck began to have excruciating
pain, I was treated for fibromyalgia. When my shoulder joint began to have excruciating pain and completely frozen,
I was still being treated for fibromyalgia. I was much too young to have severe joint or internal degeneration.
I looked quite young externally, and it took a long time to finally get the diagnosis that I had degenerative osteo-arthritis
due to connective tissue disease. By the time I found out the truth, I was told the only thing that could be done
to help me was a complete shoulder replacement. I had suffered with this debilitating pain and handicap for years. When the MRI results came, the Doctor
looked at me in disbelief, saying "I can't believe these MRIs are YOU. The outside of your body certainly
does not look like the inside of your body. You are a MESS." Finally, I decided I could no longer
wait on the implant manufacturer to compensate me for all the medical expenses, lost income, surgeries, pain and
suffering. They had to be explanted. The thought of going one more day taking all of the medications and deteriorating
further became more than I could bear. Now, on top of all the suffering, I also had severe depression. My life
seemed totally ruined. Besides being sick and aging before
my time, my breasts weren't even that nice! They were too large, heavy, unnaturally shaped and only looked terrific
in low cut outfits or with clothing. I could no longer bear the pain of a bra. The years of Prednisone had caused
my body to be swollen and my face took on a round shape. I didn't even appear to be "me" anymore. Many
times, I would sob uncontrollably, saying "I miss ME...I want ME back!" As I researched explantation, I joined
support groups, newsgroups, and searched endlessly for good doctors, for a good surgeon, and for answers that could
turn my life around. One female doctor was recommended over
and over. Dr. Lu-Jean Feng was my choice and I was determined to have her do my explantation no matter what it
took to get there. I live far away, and used my Social Security Disability back pay to go to Cleveland for my explantation.
Although I was worried about possible complications, I was much more frightened to leave them in one more day.
I placed my complete trust in Dr. Feng, and the Lord to guide her hands and give her wisdom.
Dr. Lu-Jean Feng (CLICK PHOTO TO SEE
HER WEBSITE)
Unfortunately, I am one of the victims
who faced complications. Had I not had Dr. Feng, I am certain my explantation would have resulted in far worse
tragedy. As suspected, the tissue around my implants was not healthy. The blood supply to my left breast was compromised
due to the implants and capsules. The pathology report proved it was medically necessary to have them removed,
with words like "foam cell reaction" to the silicone, and "synovial metaplasia". I, indeed,
was in a constant state of allergic reaction. By the time I went, 6 different physicians agreed I needed to be
explanted. Because of my unhealthy breast tissue,
lack of good blood supply and connective tissue disease, my left breast did not heal properly. The bandages came
off and revealed severe bruising and damage. Over a 7 week period, I had to apply acidic bandages, pulling off
dead skin, and revealing new, pink skin behind it. It was painful and discouraging, but I followed the instructions
completely and took the antibiotics. Everything appeared to be fine, when one day, a large scabby area on the vertical
scar came off with the bandage. Within a few days, the vertical incision split open and I had a huge, cavernous
hole! I had necrosis. About half of my inner fatty tissue had died. I went to my local physician's office.
He debrided the hole, packed it with gauze, and gave me instructions on how to pack it. I headed back to Cleveland
with this painful hole in my breast. The breast had become hard, deformed and swollen and the pain was nearly unbearable.
I thought I would go back into Dr. Feng's office and have the hole sewn shut. I will never forget the words I heard.
I can't quote everything, because I was crying so hard and it is almost a blur. I heard words like "possible
mastectomy, infection, necrosis, reconstruction, surgery." I thank the Lord everyday that I had Dr. Feng as
my Doctor, because her kind compassion, honesty, gentleness, and expertise were a great comfort to me. I often
wonder what I would have done, had I gone to the wrong surgeon. Within 2 days, I was back in surgery
and expected to come out with no breast. Dr. Feng was able to save much more of my breast than she expected, and
did a phenomenol job saving all the tissue possible. No doubt, I will return to Dr. Feng
next summer for more revision or reconstruction. More decisions will be made at that time. But in the meantime,
I have fought infection and won. My breast is much smaller and the grief I have gone through is like mourning a
death. My right breast is nearly perfect, for which I am grateful. I wish so much I had gone to her many years
sooner! I can now see that my first surgeon was so very wrong about needing implants to look nice. I feel so betrayed.
I lost 12 productive years of my life. My physical symptoms continue to improve.
I can't say I have been restored to my former health, but I can say I have improved. Even with all I have been
through, I can honestly say I NEVER regret being explanted. Now, I have hope. Before, I had none. Now, I see continual
improvement in my condition. Before, each day I became sicker and more handicapped. The first thing I exclaimed
after my explantation while still in the recovery room was , "I can FEEL my HANDS!" I hadn't had feeling
in them in years. My story is not completed, but because
I have the most wonderful, skilled surgeon in the world, I have every reason to believe my breast will again be
beautiful. If anyone can do it, Dr. Feng can. If she can't, then I truly believe it can't be done. There is nothing quite as exhilerating
as waking up to YOUR OWN body after having explantation. The weight is lifted from my chest, both mentally and
physically. The pressure is gone, and I am so glad to have my own body back. Had I waited for explantation until
I received my settlement, I truly believe I would have died. Had I waited, my explantation complications would
have been worse. Some have waited so long, there is little they can do to improve their appearance. All options
are gone for many. My message to anyone researching implantation
or explantation is: I will include some of the photos of
my experience, but I cannot give you the final outcome until I my surgeries are completed. Below you may see the
photos post explantation and the progression of my healing. Check back, because I fully expect to have the final
photos and a happy ending to my explantation story.
12 days after explantation Bruising is beginning to fade, most
of the dead outer skin has come off
Post explantation
Surgery-15 days after I had complications, but it appeared
to be healing fine.
30 Days Post Op Most dead tissue is off, but vertical
scabs pulled off with acidic bandage. My breast is sore and beginning to swell.
7 Weeks Post Explantation The hole has gotten
much worse. My entire breast was swollen, hard and painful. I had to return to Cleveland for help.
Aug. 1 after second
surgery Half of my breast tissue had to be
removed, due to necrosis. I am now waiting for further correction. I feel fortunate to have a left breast, but
developed an infection and high fever shortly after this photo was taken..
September 15 My breast is healing, but getting smaller
as the swelling goes down. Most of the outer side is missing. I will definately need more surgery when I am able
to have it. Revision surgery will probably be in the summer of 2002.
Taken Nov.15 Left Breast beginning
to soften and round outThe hard mass is softening and shrinking
Nov. 15, 2001 nearly
4 months post explantation If you are considering breast
implants, consider the possibility of rupture, revision surgery, possible complications, explantation, possible
explant complications and do not underestimate the importance in finding a qualified plastic surgeon who is capable
of dealing with any situation that arises. The physical, mental and financial
cost of having breast implants has been the worst ordeal of our lives. My ordeal is not over, but I have confidence,
that with Dr. Feng's expertise, I will be another explantation success story. Even though I have experienced complications,
I have never been sorry I have had the implants removed. If you would like more information about breast implants,
please visit my website at:
MY PLASTIC SURGEON
MY BREAST AUGMENTATION
MY SECOND SURGERY
I FELT LIKE I HAD THE
FLU ALL THE TIME
I KNEW WHY
MY COMPLICATIONS
I HAD NECROSIS!
MY HEALTH IS IMPROVING
IT FEELS SO GOOD TO HAVE
THEM OUT
MY PHOTO DIARY
The tissue is beginning
to soften an drop on the left outer side
CONSIDER THIS
I have more photos available if you request a more detailed photo account of my explantation progress and necrosis