Three years ago today, I became a one-boobed woman…
A few days before a lumpectomy resulted in unclear margins — meaning they didn’t “get” it all… the left one had to go.
I woke up with drainage tubes, a big scar and wondering how this was all going to work out.
I remember distinctly walking crooked from the car to the apartment.. once I realized why, I corrected and never had the issue again…
It took a major adjustment to my self-image and body image overall to get used to the one boobed thing — but, I can honestly say that three years later, it’s all good. Eventually I figured out that if I’m comfortable with myself, others will be too.
Three years later, I’ve found that life with one fake boob is kind of amusing, if you like black humor… I’ve had several times when I’ve been tempted to throw the fake one at someone — but I’ve resisted so far… but, who knows — I’d do it for sure in the right situation, I’m no longer shy!
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