Massaging my scars

At my 2 week post op visit Dr. Vanek removed the last of my sutures. No more steri strips either! He recommended that I apply Neosporin twice daily on my scars for one week, then use Kelo-Cote (helps scars heal.) He also said to massage my scars 4 times daily for a minute. It's supposed to help prevent the thick scar tissue from building. Not sure if he meant only the crease incision or all of them, so I just do all of them. Doesn't take long, but I do have to remind myself to do it.

He said I can go back to sleeping flat, but I may need a body pillow because my ligaments aren't used to the new weight from the girls. He assured me that my breasts looked very good and completely normal, they're still high and tight as is expected. He said I can push them together and I can push them up, but not down. It kind of feels funny because I almost feel like I am wheezing when I move them around. Just a weird feeling.

On day 16 we attended a baptism. It was the third week in a row we had some sort of party to attend. My friend had hired a band to play, and the female singer drew some attention to herself, and without meaning to, me as well. The woman was wearing a low cut leopard print tank top with very tight black capris. She was also wearing black shoes with straps tied all the way up to her knees. Now, this woman had a great body, and she wore the outfit well. Unfortunately, it was (in most every one's opinion, including mine) inappropriate for the occasion. Anyway, she looked like she had a boob job. Her breasts were completely perfect and completely round and completely beautiful! I hope mine turn out looking as nice! But regardless, so the other women at the party were staring at her, and that same not so nice girl from last weeks party decides to open her nasty mouth again. She's actually family, so I can't escape her! But she's sitting 2 tables away with a couple of women, and a whole table full of people I have no clue who they are in between us. And she yells over to me "Hey 'Millie', is that woman up there your idol?" as she and her buddies laughed. All I could do was shake my head and tell her I wouldn't be caught dead in that outfit.

Now why the heck do people have to be so rude? I have been very open about my surgery, but I'm not exactly walking around with a sign on that says "I just got a boob job." In fact that night I was wearing an outfit that I wore to church earlier in the day. Not an ounce of cleavage or fullness or anything showed. She really ticked me off. I can only hope that one day she gets a dose of her own medicine.