There are two members now, and possibly a third, recruited from the breastcancercare forum. This may grow into something...
Sadly, I’m still stuck with the one ‘tit’ and the knitted knocker (though I am advised to request a 36B or C next time! Seems like I underestimate my chest but decades of AA cups and a fitter who says “32, closer to 30” don’t do much for my breast ego). See 2018 post 3 if this all seems gibberish to you!
Today’s visit to the prosthesis clinic was like a scene from a Victoria Wood sketch. She’d have had a field day. Last time, it was just F and me sorting through a range of chicken fillets and concluding that I needed something in between what they had in stock. Today, there was an additional prosthesis support worker T - and only one of the requested boobs, unfortunately not the one I wanted. T fussed around, offering all the alternatives and talking over poor F - it was a real case of power politics with only one player. T decided what was right for me (I didn’t agree) and was ordering F to note down her decisions, while F was writing down my preferences. I had to suppress the giggles. Meanwhile I have a stock of useless photos of me and my bra filled with various prostheses, but no one thought to make a note of which was which.
No, I’m not posting them here.
I shall be receiving my prosthesis direct from the supplier via the postman. At my age, you don't have to wait for puberty and the right hormones - the postie does the job. Given F’s confusion and T’s determination to be right, I suspect I’ll have to trek back to the clinic again to ensure I have a balanced chest, with no risk of my bra slipping into unfortunate positions. It can’t come a minute too soon. I’m fine with just a vest and one boob (the Nefertiti look) but the knitted knocker can’t be relied on - in tai chi, even my ‘specialist bra’ was misbehaving. I’ve just been struck by a brainwave - find vests I can fit my kk into, ones with reinforced chests, like the sports ones. Then I can loll about and present myself in public without worrying I’m disconcerting anyone - and I can save the vast, specialist bras for when I need to go out.
Meantime, I just manage as best I can, with the focus on comfort.
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