Bra-Burning

I did not live through the sixties. Well, just a couple of years, but I was way too young then to wear a bra, much less burn it.

There is only one week left until my mastectomy and then I will have to burn my current bra and get a new one. A bra with only one normal side and one with a… pocket, I guess? A pocket to stuff full of… cotton?

I obviously have not brought this up with my doctors in the whirlwind of pre-op appointments. Yesterday, the oncologist asked if I had any new symptoms and all I could think of was, “Yeah, I gained ten pounds in two weeks.” I could blame the steroids, but I think Christmas and birthday chocolate might have a little something to do with that in addition to the steroids. And stress about this upcoming mastectomy.

Maybe I should go mall-walking and solve both my problems in one shot: exercising my ten pounds off and getting a new bra.

 

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