I saw this today....

"I tell people that I learned more about life, love, and beauty from losing my breasts than I ever did by having them." 

 and it made me think.

I will admit that I have had a rough week or 2. I think I have tried to hard to be "normal" again and the fact is, I am not. Sure I have hair and can make jokes about having only one breast, but the fact of the matter is.. it sucks. I have what amounts to a crew cut none of my clothes fit properly and some days I can not lift my arm. 

 I can not get completely dressed by myself anymore, I need help with my sleeve and  for now a bra on those days when I need to wear a prosthetic and since my night garment had to go back for adjustments I am back to having to have mom come over and wrap my arm every night before bed, which means my productivity stops at 9 pm again. 

For someone who has been fiercely independent for 25+ years, this is difficult. 

My Mom related part of a conversation she and my Dad had and he said it best "She has had a life changing experience and she needs to adjust to that.

So Monday evening I will be heading out to my first support group meeting. I hope it helps.. something needs to.

Thanks for checking in on me, sorry I have not been posting more regularly but I have been trying to figure things out.