16 July 2022
I stopped the pain meds after day 4. For a day and a bit it was ok. Then, during the nights, it started to get really sore again. I can’t find a comfortable position to sleep in. I’m also supposed to wear the un-fun, Berlei post-surgery tit-mitt 24/7 – including to bed. But my poor blue breasticle gets sore being cooped up, it needs to be set free. Certain I will be told off by the doctor and nurses ….I’ve ordered a couple of slightly less ‘brutal’ bras which will hopefully be more comfy to sleep in – as well as keep the wound safe and sound.
Le soutien-gorge très moche (which translates to 'very ugly bra'), comes with handy ‘pockets’ to insert a variety of breast prostheses. Such a delightful – and useful – piece of clothing! Was not lost on me that the pockets would also accommodate an iphone and/or packet of cigarettes. Thus saving the need for a handbag on a big-night-out.
In my internet travels I have encountered some wonderful people and stories. One that tickled me was ‘Knitted Knockers’ – a non-profit organisation that knit 100% cotton breast prostheses as an alternative to silicone gel, foam etc. What a lovely thing to do for someone.
Oh, and … those body scanners at the airport – yes, they will detect an (external) breast prosthesis. That’s a conversation I’m looking forward to having with airport security!
Things they don’t tell you: had surgery Tuesday, did not have a bowel movement until Saturday. Despite taking sachets of mild laxatives each day after surgery. I know I have seriously ‘low’ limits but not even I will share that first experience – other than to say, it happened and it was rough.
25 July 2022
Logged on to work today. Felt goooood! There is only so much Netflix and crochet a girl can endure. Don’t underestimate the joy of emails and spreadsheets.
Good stuff that has happened …
30 - 31 July 2022
Simon invited me to go to Sydney for the weekend for a change of scenery so I took the bus up. It was nice having the company and the kids pottering around. Champagne on the terrace, an open fire and delicious home-cooked meals. Even a night-out!
Return to Canberra 😔
1 August 2022
Realise how much I miss travelling – being mobile and strong. I want to pack up my car or get on a plane and disappear. Lonely and depressed, the days are dragging.
Walk down for a coffee in the morning. Cold and lonely. Log-in from home to work. Feel invisible, ugly.
Appointment with surgeon and nurse tomorrow to get the low-down on biopsy results and find out what (if any) further treatment is needed.
Miss yous all 😢
The Full Bush Rat
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