One of the joys of my new post bi-lateral mastectomy body, is that I have very limited feeling/sensation in my chest.
What, exactly, does that mean, you might be wondering. Well, when I hug you, I can feel pressure on my chest, but I’m not sure how much is too much — so I just hug away, blissfully unaware that I’m making you uncomfortable. I can feel a seat belt pulled across my chest. But I can’t, for the most part, feel my clothes on top of my foobs.
That last one is the kicker. I was out running errands earlier today and was wearing a silk blouse:
Cute egh? Not so much. Unbeknownst to me, the top button of my blouse came undone — in the middle of Trader Joes — and I didn’t feel it — so it was unbuttoned for a LONG time. Free show everybody.
When one of your senses is taken away, your others are heightened — or at least that’s what I’m told. Here’s hoping my sense of reading other peoples faces and reactions to my half nude body in the produce section becomes finely tuned very soon….
So what’s my excuse when the exact same thing once happened to me on a first date? That is a difficult first impression to live down, let me tell you. sigh.
Dawn! Lol I can’t believe this happened to you too! We miss you and Pat. It’s nearly time for us to come raid your back yard and eat all your avocados 😉 xo
I am sure you cheered up a few people’s days!!!