Tiny problem later when I forgot I was wearing it and it dropped out, only to be saved by my son who gingerly passed it back to me with words never to be forgotten: '"mother, here's your breast". At 14, he says I have ruined him for life...
Blimey, I've had over 17,000 visits to this blog so I hope it has been useful to someone. This is an update for my family and friends plus anyone who needs a bit of daft advice or tips. So please pass it on if there's someone you know who's feeling a bit lost.
Friday, 30 March 2012
The bust is springing out all over
The very nice nurse at Macmillan fitted me with a prosthesis with 'detachable' nipple. What an occasion! We all huffed and we puffed with various Dolly Parton effects until finally I've got a matching pair.
Tiny problem later when I forgot I was wearing it and it dropped out, only to be saved by my son who gingerly passed it back to me with words never to be forgotten: '"mother, here's your breast". At 14, he says I have ruined him for life...
Tiny problem later when I forgot I was wearing it and it dropped out, only to be saved by my son who gingerly passed it back to me with words never to be forgotten: '"mother, here's your breast". At 14, he says I have ruined him for life...
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