Do not go here, very deceiving - you walk through the doors and it is beautiful. All the desk girls are pretty and in the beginning everyone wants to help. I wanted like a "mommy makeover" type of thing, some work on my breasts (they looked like pancakes) abdominal extra skin and stretch marks, plus some work on my face.
Dr. Roark was my doctor and the first red flag should have been when we met and I was naked in the room with just him and me. I felt very uncomfortable but I wanted to look normal again so I just went with it. I paid nearly 18000$ for a concentric breast lift and augmentation, abdominoplasty, and upper blephroplasty.
The day I went in the doctor stopped in for one second and mentioned something about having an "assistant" Dr. Brahme, when Dr. Brahme introduced himself to me I swear he was drunk, but convinced myself that I was being paranoid.
After the surgery was completed I was sent home with Vicodin 5mg, and was in so much pain that I thought I was going to die. I called the office and told a nurse named "Ruth" on the phone how much I was hurting and she told me I should have expected that. I also told her what I thought about Dr. Brahme and she laughed and said between us that it is not the first time she has heard that and he has a problem.
The pain continued until the next day when I called crying, I went in for my check up and the Dr. Roark said that everything was wonderful and I would be "perfect." I told him how much pain I was in and he said that he could give me a shot (which he didn't) but I would be fine, and "most people don't complain of that much pain, perhaps your just being sensitive." So then I felt stupid, in horrible pain but very stupid.
I asked him what size implants he used because I had written on my chart no more than "300" and he put 375's in me. After a few days my incision began to leak, I called the office again and they told me "that is normal" the pain got so bad that I finally couldn't handle it so I went to the ER... I had Staph and some sort of strep in all my wounds, and a hematoma in my breast, they took off the tape on my nipple in the er and pus gushed out like a water balloon. I called the office after I got home and ended up with nurse "Ruth" again who said I should have used Dr. Salts. They said they would have someone call me, nobody did.
I look like a burn victim, my scars are disgusting due to the infection, La Jolla Cosmetic Surgery Center has done nothing but try to sell me thousands of dollars in laser therapy to help the scars. I saw Dr. Brahme again and again I think he was drunk, and all Dr. Roark had to say was I just had some "bad luck." I found out not long after that that he had retired and came back because he ran out of $. Great. Never go here.
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