It’s exactly a month ago that I had my surgery.
A month. It seems hard to believe and for the majority of the day I forget I’ve had it.
Progress is good both regarding healing and mobility. I am doing all of my exercises and not getting so strained or puffed every time. I did touch the bed behind my head this morning, so that was another victory, albeit small.
I am walking the dog on a regular basis now, and that is helping get the weight gain shifting. Already I have lost four of the seven pounds gained and will be returning to SW group next week.
I am cooking meals, doing light housework (but still no hoovering), have driven the car twice and gone shopping on my own for half a dozen or so items.
I have been practicing darts and using Hubby’s lighter ones at the moment. I’m hitting the board, but they are not going where I want them to, which is a little frustrating. I have also noticed my style has changed but that’s because I still feel as if I have a football under my arm. Also it could be having nothing that side to guide my aim, it’s no wonder things are going left!
As yet I haven’t worn my soft falsie, preferring to go bra-less as it’s actually more comfortable. I have my fitting for my prosthetic breast next week, and I am curious as to how they will do it. Will they take a mold of my existing one like they do for false teeth, pack out my bra on that side and use that as a shaping guide, or do it ‘by eye’.
I wonder what will happen when I lose more weight as usually that’s the first place it goes!