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Flat Chested Son of a Gun

So around 3 am last night I took a shower. I just couldn’t sleep without showering. So after showering I inspected my chest and it doesn’t bother me to look at all. It looks really great. 





The weird way that my chest is shaped is because of the Saran Wrap that’s still on. That will stay on until my post op appointment tomorrow with the PS.

The surgical bra is really uncomfortable and tight, so I called the PS to see if I can take it off yet. They said that I’ll be wearing a bra for months and months and months. Ugh. But I can take this off and get a front close sports bra, provides it has some compression. PS said it shouldn’t be uncomfortably tight, but it should be compressed. So sweet sweet, life handling Husband is going to be stopping by The WallWorld and getting me a few sports bras. 

I’m not sleeping well because I’ve had insomnia for over a decade and I can’t take my sleeping pills and my muscle relaxers. Gah. Constipation isn’t an issue because there are no pain pills being taken.... although that hasn’t happened yet so now that I think about it I may need to address that.

If you’re reading this in the future (doesn’t that sound funny?) then please don’t hesitate to email me with any questions I don’t address. My expanders are under the muscle (UTM). I don’t think I’ve mentioned that. 

And now I have to go because my Mommy is here!!

#unBRCAble #previvor #mastectomy #underthemuscle #mommysrock

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