They still hurt, get caught on clothes, are red, puffy, and are slightly numb...I am grateful for the daily reminders. I still don't love them. They make me very self conscious; some people stare, some people make assumptions, and they give me armpit boob (not too cute haha) but it's okay. It is all part of the process. I'm sure in a few months I will say, "they remind me that I am beautiful and resilient" but for now... I'm still adjusting.
So, what are "they"?
On difficult days, I read this and it helps.
From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, "I have survived." - Mhar
|The dreaded armpit flab/side boob haha|