Focus on your leg for a moment. Does it hurt? Can you really even feel it without touching it? Now, if you’re a woman, focus on your breast. (If you’re a man, sit this one out.)
Can you feel it? No. It’s just kind of there, right?
I was sitting calmly at my computer yesterday when all of a sudden a thought popped into my head, “I can’t feel my breasts right now. How nice!”
It’s been one month since my reconstruction surgery and I think the clouds are finally parting. Yesterday was the first day in long time that I can remember consciously not feeling any pain or soreness in my chest.
I still feel a jolt when I roll over in the middle of the night or bend down to put a plate in the dishwasher, but I’m making progress, and I’m certain there will indeed come a day when I no longer have laser focus on this particular part of my body. I’ll be back to doing cartwheels (or at least some form of physical activity) in another 4 weeks when I’m cleared to exercise and vacuum. I promise at that point to stop badgering you about my breasts.
I know I’m not the only one dealing with something. We all have our own somethings. Sometimes they’re big and sometimes they’re little (but awfully annoying). Either way, it sure feels good to know that 1) they won’t last forever, 2) God’s holding on tightly, and 3) we’ve got each other.