Dr D had commented during the expansion process that it was ‘just like being a teenage girl all over again’. Those words resonated as I went on the hunt for a new bra to hold the new ‘boobs’.
After no bra for months, surgery that has significantly changed my body shape, then the post-op/compression get-up for the last little while, I didn’t know where to start!
Rather than calling on my Mum to help (remembering back to the training bra fitting all those years ago…), I enlisted the help of my good friend Tania.
Although there was a considerate suggestion from the surgeon’s rooms that I go and see a ‘mastectomy specialist’, I just couldn’t do it. I wanted to just go and grab a bra off a rack like any other woman. The fitting process – was a whole other kettle of fish!
Tan was understanding of my hesitation, patient with my fussing and managed to crack a smile (followed by a big belly laugh!), when I looked in absolute shock when the sales assistant returned with a DD cup!



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