I'm not hot shit in a wineglass, more curried goat in a paper cup

I have a sports bra on! I had a hard time tearing myself away from admiring that in the mirror, I can tell you. I hope this doesn't make me vain. But it's so cool. It hasn't even been two weeks, yet, and I'm feeling as though I can pass myself off as a normal, healthy person.

I had my second follow-up, they snipped the fishing line that was holding my breasts together, told me I don't have to use the surgical pads anymore, the surgeon told me that I can take longer walks now, that I'm further along in healing than he expected I would be (I think he gives engineering estimates*) and I drove over to Wal-Mart (with a vague worry all the way that my breasts were about to fall apart without the fishing line) and got a pack of three cheap bras and one hook-front one which was more expensive. I wasn't sure I could pull the others with no closure down over, safely, but it worked with no problem. Surprisingly (to me) I'm getting a vibe from the people at the office that my breasts are going to get significantly smaller when the swelling goes down, which seemed to be why they were suggesting I go to Wal-Mart for the sport bras, but these things fit pretty much B through D so it's hard to see where I could get a smaller one. If I get much smaller I'll be in the A range! Which... well, I did tell him there's no such thing as too small. I hope he's not betting on my coming back for an increase next year, because that's not going to happen.

Now, since I can walk, I'm going to. Am off to Big Sky Bakery to get my granola I haven't had in a couple of weeks. :) And coffee? Hm. I'll see if there's decaf.

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*I wish I could recall the exact way Scotty put it talking to Geordy, but it was something like 'treble the time you think you can do it in and they'll always think you're a miracle worker.' Eor and I always use engineering estimate in opposition to marketing estimate, as marketing and sales people always tell you it will be done much quicker than it can be in order to make the sale.

Hey, all - am alive. :) For the past two days I've been sort of poking around, sleeping or reading, with eor being very sweet and doing everything for me, occasionally looking down and going, "Wow, look - half as much breast! I am small-breasted girl, now!" I have to think this will help the shoulder injury. This morning I'm feeling a little nauseous - I think this means it's time to step down my meds. When Eor changed my bandages I looked and, recalling that there's swelling at first, began to wonder if maybe there is such a thing as too small. But I told the surgeon that he wasn't to worry about that, so I guess I'm going to have to be happy with what I've got - and I'm sure I will be, once the pain is over with. :) I know I won't regret it.

Thank you all for your well-wishes, they have meant a lot to me and helped me keep my spirits up with the discomfort.

It's taken frequent rest breaks to type this much, and I think I'd better stop.