The Day After

I woke up quite early that morning. It was very odd getting used to sleeping whilst propped upright with pillows (very important to make sure you don’t squash or roll onto them whilst asleep!). I was thrilled to know that I had done the brave part and now all I had to do was recover. I was given strong antibiotics and painkillers to use at home. They kept the pain to an almost negligible amount. Most of the time I just felt the tightness across my chest. The only problem was that they did make me feel quite sick so I only used them for the first few days and then started using paracetamol and ibuprofen instead.

I had a number of people come round for a viewing- it sounds strange but I couldn’t wait to show everyone! The difference was very noticeable in the sports bra I was wearing but I took it off for a number of people to exhibit the craftsmanship! It probably sounds arrogant to say it but I was just stood in front of the mirror saying to myself and anyone that would listen that I have some of the best boobs I have ever seen! Unfortunately I couldn’t wear a tight top to show off the new assets as I couldn’t wriggle into one. In fact, I found it extremely difficult to dress myself and maneuver for the first few days; not because I was in any pain as such but just because I felt very weak and couldn’t move my arms above chest height. I was really pleased to have my mum on 24 hour call!