The mastectomy bra and compression stuff is off. Feels strange. My silhouette has gotten stranger, now that there is no cloth or gauze in place. I do have a soft, light pillow to restore my shape for going out. Right now I'm getting used to being able to breathe again after 3 1/2 weeks in a bra two sizes too small. I figure the dent in my ribs will fill out sometime tomorrow.
The thing hooked sturdily in the front. Eleven hooks worth of sturdy. Ah, breathing!
About Me
- Alia
- I have the invisible disabilities of Major Depression, anxiety, and PTSD. I also have visible disabilities: severe osteoarthritis in my knees, muscle spasms degenerative disc disease, and peripheral neuropathy. The doc says the PN is mechanical. I have diabetes and PCOS. In April 2007, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I use a power wheelchair for anything outside the house. Sometimes I use a cane. This blog is for my crochet adventures, my gimp adventures, and surviving medical intervention. If you are not disabled, but know someone who is, and don't understand why they are limited in what they can do, I highly recommend that you go to http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/ and click on "The Spoon Theory." I am Wiccan and Witch, head of a Wiccan church here in Denver. My wand is a Size S (3/4" diameter) crochet hook. I have a tendency to speak my Truth. This has made me enemies as well as friends. The anger and dislike of my "enemies" does not impact me; I care not what they think. What matters to me is what I think, my family thinks, and what my friends and those I respect think.
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