No words, just joy: The morning after #topsurgery

No words. Just joy. The joy of walking around in the compression and shorts only last night, with the nurses asking why I don’t put my gown on – because, for the first time in my life, I don’t feel naked without a shirt on; no body shame. HUGE.

And to see my flat chest this morning in my own clothes… No words. Just joy. Bowling ball in my stomach from bloating. But hey! I can see my stomach!!! One drain still draining everywhere but into the drain, but third doctor, my surgeon, will see me this morning about it and, according to the (lovely!) nurses, discharge me. So much gratitude. Thank you again for overwhelming support. 🌼🦄💜🕉

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