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Well the muscle relaxers are messing with me. I’m tired but can’t sleep (insomnia, not pain). I’ve got a super high pain tolerance and since Dr. B said moving is important I’ve been following his orders to the T. To a T? The T? I don’t know. I’ve been following them.

I got a huge care package from my mother in law and it is the best. It’s got a big reclining pillow, candle, back washer, an adorable comfy robe with a hood, a beautiful throw blanket... she spoils me. 

My pain is at around a 7. 6-7. Most of the pain is localized under my arms, as well as underneath my surgical bra. I’ve been able to sort of get on my side to sleep, but it’s more being propped on a pillow under my back and then making sure I have something under my arms.

I was able to shower today, doctors orders. I haven’t been able to look at my chest yet. I just can’t bring myself to do it. I’m not ready. I’m happy and I’m super upbeat about my recovery... but not yet.

And I haven’t seen The Boy yet. That hurts. I miss him so much. I know he’s going to be bouncy and boisterous when I see him. I can’t lift him or anything. So yeah. I think he’s going to come home tomorrow.

Deep breaths hurt my chest- my expanders are under the muscle so I think this will be mostly what I feel as far as pain is concerned.

So far so good.

#unBRCAble #previvor #milkingit



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