DH has just gone into work for a few hours. He stayed home late to let me sleep then help me have a bottom-half shower and wash my head, and cook me breakfast (which I don’t actually need done for me, but was nonetheless very lovely). DD went back to uni yesterday, and now realising it’s the first time I’ve been on my own for days. I couldn’t walk the dog yet but it’s a lovely day so I think I will try a gentle doddle to the end of the road at least.
I’ve had a good look in the mirror today without the bra. Till now I’ve been changing the bra in the bathroom without looking in the mirror till the bra is back on, but felt up to looking today (plus no longer terrified they will fall off the minute the bra comes off!) and I’m amazed at the shape he’s achieved. I somehow expected smaller versions of what I had before but I actually have perkiness and no overhang. And my side boob has completely gone on one side, and on the other I think it will go - that one was much bigger to start with, had a fair bit more taken away and is much more swollen and bruised. Although I do have pretty impressive bruising that goes well round the back and is creeping up to my collarbones and down my abdomen now. Now looking forward to seeing them properly on Friday when I have my first dressing change - haven’t actually seen the scars yet, but quite frankly I have so many of those already, as long as they heal they don’t worry me.
Lovely dress, laska. I really like the blue. I’d have thought an S - toast is usually pretty generous.