Bras... Ah!

Seriously, all my guy friends who read this, you can skip this, or not, but you may be uncomfy...
Okay, so I finally went in to get fitted for a bra, it's been about 2-3 years since I have, and now that things have settled a bit I figured it was a good time. WonderfulHubby came with me, and we went to the local JC Penney's.  The person who measured me was really nice, and told me I was wearing the wrong sized bra, namely the band size, I was wearing ones that are too small. And then I tried on a BUNCH of bras. Let me tell you, this was not fun. The "bad" side is flat faced and wide, and still fairly firm, so it doesn't squish into the cup like the normal side does, and some of the full cover bras had extra "poof-age" on that side. I had a few mini-panic attacks, but the lady was super helpful, and because no one else was looking in the bra area, WonderfulHubby was able to come and sit in the cozy waiting area just outside the changing rooms, and come in and calm me down when I needed him too. So we ended up with 3 bras that work great, so that is a relief! (We know things may change again after the next surgery, so no point in stocking up a ton.
Also, while I was there, the nice lady was chatting to me about bras, and gave me the following tips:
1- A 10 pound weight change can change your bra size (I was astounded!!).
2 - You shouldn't wear the same bra two days in a row, because that will stretch them out.
3 - You should get fitted every year, just 'cause your body can change a bit even if your weight doesn't. So maybe go get fitted right before your next mammogram, or for your birthday every year... Hmmm, It's an idead

Mini Update

So, I totally got the drains removed the same day as my last post. Thank goodness! So now my total Borg-ness is down to Zero!!
And, after waiting and hunching over for another week, I had permission to stand up straight! And I figured out why she didn't want me to stand up straight: I simply couldn't. She had tightened me up pretty well, so there wasn't any give. So the first day I was about 5 degrees off straight up (and down). The next few days I looked like I was standing up straight, but didn't feel like it. Now I feel like I really can, and it's so nice. It took my back a while to stop aching from hunching over all the time, and I still wear my belt/corset thing to help my tummy from feeling like it's falling apart, though I can go without it for a few hours. And my stamina is coming back, ever so slowly. I can wash dishes all in one go, and vacuum the living room. Though not one right after another, but maybe next week. Heck, really when did I ever do that with any regularity? ;) Starting next week I can start to exercise, though I plan (hope???) to find time to use the treadmill this week. Oh, and my tummy is flat. Really, this a great result of having Breast Cancer. I had a bit of a post-baby pudge started after baby #3, and then had baby #4, and then it started growing after chemo was over, so if you didn't know my situation, you might be tempted to ask if I was pregnant. So now my clothes fit better, and I am ready to get rid of all of my peasant top shirts that I bought to hide my uneven chest and pudgy tummy. I probably just keep a favorite or two, and let the rest go.
As for future stuff: I'll meet with Dr. Chen again in May to schedule my next, LAST, surgery, which should be much quicker and easier to recover from. Woohoo!
And that's all I have to say about that.  :)