About Damn Time

I was finally release to wear a normal bra with under wire.  I have still been having issues with finding ones that fit right, but it is a big step.

I still have 3 months until nipple reconstruction OR a reconstruction revision.  I can't say I am super  please with how they look.  They are just so foreign and one does sit lower than the other.  I don't know what I am going to do next.  Everyone has different sized boobs, or uneven or whatever.  I have to think long and hard about yet another surgery.

Well Crap

I got a nurse to read my mri report ( I got an mri in october ), I guess I have a cyst on/near my spine. Obviously it's been growing, which is why the pain is ramping up. Make sense. (People in pain sometimes feel like they are crazy. Especially when so many people "live" with degenerative disc disease.) I like knowing that there is a pretty clear REASON for my pain. (And that I am not just imagining that it is getting worse.)


Hoping that it's not going to take surgery, but preparing for it.

Hoping it's not cancer again.  Trying not to think about it.

Strange Boobs - Again

I get the new breasts examined on Monday.  They seem strange.  Lumpy.  I have in fact found a small hard lump not directly under the scar.  I am also thinking my flesh is bigger than the fun bags.  Maybe that's why they seem so fluid.  Dunno.

I am sure they are fine.  Or at least as fine as fake boobs get.

A great article and an update...

This is a fabulous read about the embarrassment of cancer.  

Everything is sort of on the fence here.  One of my reconstructed breasts has fallen, meaning I have broken through the stitches holding it in place.

I will need another surgery to correct it.

*sigh*

My back is not awesome either.  Hopefully will get a MRI next week and another ablation.

Soon it will be a year since my mastectomy.  A YEAR.  I am on the home stretch, but it still feels never ending.

Molly's P.INK Tattoo

Steady on...

I got a glimpse of the scars this week, but just that.  I don't think my PA wants me to obsess over the scars.  I didn't look at them in the mirror so I don't know about symmetry yet.  I was told they are behaving well.  I certainly hope so.  Sleeping on a slope is not a lot of fun.  Neither is sleeping in the hospital bra that I am chained to 24/7.  It's like a chastity belt for your boobs.

I am thinking more and more of the book and hopefully gallery show.  Writing the book in my head.  Some of that has to get on an actual page.

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Ps.  Fuck Cancer

Post-op

Post-op today.  Hoping to get permission to drive.

It's the little things.