“I need some morphine,” I say, standing at the nurses’ station. “I’m in so much pain and…” “Which room are you?” A nurse says. She’s young, pretty: long black hair tied in a ponytail. “Fifteen,” I say. She pulls my chart down from a shelf, looks along it. “You’re not due anything for the […]
Survived the operation. Will write more tomorrow. Before: After: The nipple has gone as that’s where ductal carcinoma originates I think. Am pleased with the way my chest looks I think, although: 1. 3 drains in. 2. Pain: so much. 3. Catheter. 4. No fluffy monster here. 5. No Mr Fluffypants. 6. […]
No word from the Captain. Spent a bit of time on Tinder making some new matches and nothing from any of them either. It’s not all doom and gloom though: the Central Willy Database is recovered! Found the bit of Facebook called Synced Photos and there are all my willies! Also, there are all my […]
Surfacing from the depths, I’m jolted into awareness. There’s a mask on my face and I can’t breathe. There are bright lights and voices and everything hurts. Gasping and crying I thrash around. “Keep still,” a voice says. “You’re in recovery.” Crying, I look down at my front, feel my chest and there’s a cavity […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 