WHEN TWO BREASTS ARE BETTER THAN ONE!

My husband P would be the first to remark that I frequently mix my metaphors but on this occassion I can only confirm that living with one breast is one more/less thing to think about! To be fair to the one that is remaining, now takes pride of place and whilst it has never begged for attention in its previous life, it is now considered the centre piece....Weird to put my little 32B or maybe even my 34 AA side into such a context but to all intense and purposes, my left breast now holds the title of 'genuine and established'... To my right, the shape is......errr.....interesting! Yes its fairly interesting, original, somewhat like an eye patch shape but not over the eye and frankly, still pretty numb...understatement- it is NUMB!!! then there's the back...where once sat my latismus dorsi (no, i'm not being flash with terms...but it was my Lat muscle) it's now....sat upon the site of my no longer left breast...Weird that when I cough, my right breast mound reacts like my back might have done...In fact, I realise that my new party piece could be that I can make my New Right Breast Muscle twitch by moving my shoulder blades...All fascinating and of great interest to the masses i'm sure... (not)...
Today though was an opportunity to put the Lingerie stores of Brent X to the test...Today was the turn of John Lewis and Fenwick...I'm not going to be sensitive here and call them store A and B or by any other name... Let's get frank. today was their chance to convince me that I need them and that they can be a part of my future! This does of course sound utterly ridiculous to the 98% of women and probably 100% of men who may attempt to read on but with my genuinely synthetic and most ingeniously manufactured prosthesis in place I confidently requested their assistance to find new and appropriate underwear... My washing line never did suggest that I was an Anne Summers lace and less type of girl but with a wholesome bust of never more than a B cup (okay, an A .aa!!!....) my lingerie was always fairly tame and at best, padded n pink! First of all, I must extend full marks to Fenwick..actually to young Eunice. From the off she was ready to measure, listen, look and find. She understood, selected appropriate stock from which to consider, stayed with me, helped me in and out of each style and gave me time. She smiled, talked and never made me feel odd...Thank You Eunice. I am now the happy owner of 2 new bras, one black one white and neither of them specifically post surgery models yet both of them soft, comfortable and suitable! Then as if that wasn't enough for one day, I just had to give John Lewis a chance...Well not him specifically you understand but Cecilly in Lingerie... Two post surgery styles were shown to me (they have pockets for the prosthesis) have high sides, wider back straps and altogether more supportive. She took time to fit me, assist me and when I was ready to buy, to steer me to the desk and take my money. In fact I happily took her advice to buy a silk vest top which is already on and is preventing my sweater from irritating my skin which has been understandably sensitive since the op. It was quite a morning, but I'm happy, almost delighted to report that what could have been quite a trauma was a successful trip. My faith in sales staff restored (normally can't wait to say something derogatory) and weird tho it may seem, I gave them both a hug and left them feeling that they had made my day. For the time being at least....thanks Girls!