On December 13th, 2010, I had breast reduction surgery.
This is something I have wanted to do for myself for 15 years, and I finally did it! There's not a lot of funny or amusing anecdotes regarding this experience, but I'll share a bit of what has been going on.
Something positive--I can see my feet!
Something negative--I can see my stomach.
Something positive--I have cool scars and can call myself Zombieboob.
Something negative--It's been four weeks and I'm still not completely healed, letting me obsess for hours over any tiny changes.
Something positive--I love walking around the house topless.
Something negative--I also love having the blinds raised and the drapes drawn.
Something positive--I can buy bras right off the rack!
Something negative--In four weeks I've already bought ten bras off the rack...bras have become like handbags and shoes for me.
Something positive--I've been off work for a month to recover!
Something negative--It's been a month since I've gotten a paycheck.
Something positive--Six pounds removed from my chest has completely eliminated my neck and back pain as well as my poor posture.
Something negative--Six pounds removed from my chest has changed my center of gravity and I've nearly fallen going down, and up the stairs several times.
My recovery has gone well *knock on wood* and Zac has been taking good care of me. I am returning to work today and am excited to get out of the house, but nervous about getting too tired, possible jostling of the new boobs, or opening up my incisions.
And no, I will not be posting any pictures. But take my word for it, they are magnificent.
