Every day is a little easier. The muscle spasms get less intense. Feeling “normal” seems more in reach…
I have probably mentioned this after my BSO in January… staying still is really hard for me. I am a *do-it-all*… I take care of my house, my kids, my husband, my aunt, my dogs, and sometimes other people/things as well. And life doesn’t stop just because I’m forced to..
It takes more effort for me to NOT jump up and help with someone/something than it does for me to just do it. Because that’s all I know. Something wrong? FIX IT. Someone needs help? DO IT. But I’m still being told by the doctors to take it easy, and try not to move my arms too much. I know they are right, and I’m probably not trying hard enough enough… but I’m trying.
My current chest situation is wonky. My NoBoobs (current pet name for them) look weird and deflated, but are ROCK HARD. Super uncomfortable. It really isn’t how they look that bothers me… it’s how they feel. I actually find it kind of neat to look flat chested under my clothing. I’m sure THAT feeling will pass as soon as my custom built chest is installed… but for now, they are fine. Bruised AF, but fine.