I keep thinking that I am missing something when I go out these days. It will suddenly hit me....a bra! I could never really do that..even as a girl. If I did go without a bra it was only b/c I had on a big sweater or sweatshirt and it was out to the bus stop and back! So I will have a second of panic and then I remember that they are no longer there.
I look down and see the space where they were and realize.....sheesh my tummy has gotten bigger than I realized and man I have some work to do and.....wondering if the new ones will ever really fit.
I mean.....yes I had a love/hate relationship with them...as I suspect many women do. We wish we could change their shape/size/color/saggyness....and yet..they are not something than any women would just up and "Please take mine!"
I keep mulling over the issue of whether it was better to have months to adjust to the idea or if they had just taken them in June would it have been easier. I really think it would suck equally either way, which in itself sux......not a huge surprise considering the topic...you'd think I'd stop trying to make any sense out of any of this by now....surprising how much our minds wish to grasp the logic of things even when it is unattainable.
Anyway, I went in and saw the surgical oncologist today and she said the scars looked just great and everything looked good. She wants to see me in three months to make sure it has all healed well I suppose. Now its just the waiting game.
Well and the trying on game...but not yet..still a bit tender for that:)
Blog ya later-
K
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