Months earlier when meeting with the reconstructive surgeon we picked out my boobs...from a basket. In came the nurse with a basket of boobs, all sizes, both silicone and saline and a granny bra to fit what I wanted. It was very funny! But finally I picked my lovely ladies and now 10 months later several expanding later it was time to get these super duper heavy expanders out and get the real girls in.
Surgery went so easy compared to all the others maybe I was becoming a PRO! I woke up from surgery not asking about my soaps and not crying at scars and bandages but peeking through the gown and checking out the new rack. WOW! I was never a large girl and now I had some knockers! YES!
I tried my best to find silver linings in all aspects of cancer and free boob job definitely the tip top of the list!
I healed so well. 2 days later I was on the football field for the biggest game of my sons football career! You know the career of an 8 year old! I was running and jumping up the sidelines and feeling great! Until I got home holy soreness!
A few weeks later the doc told me the compression bra could come off and the swelling had gone down, it was time for shopping! Vickies here I come! I had for months looked in the mirror at my chest and it caused me heartbreak I now was standing there getting fitted and trying on hot new bras. I looked in that mirror and I didn't see the scars, I didn't see the missing parts, I saw me looking beautiful! I saw a complete woman again.
And then I saw my bank account going down, down, down, cause every Victoria Secrets bra, and v neck shirt I saw was all mine!
Oh Victoria Secrets I missed you....not sure my husband did as much!
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