Got an email today that reminded me a story I meant to tell on myself...

but like most things, it slipped my mind until it got "jogged" for me.  I'm sharing this with the understanding that you people will never make fun of me EVER for it!  But at the risk of being teased...it is just too funny not to share here.

We went to two weddings this summer, about a month apart.  I had to go shopping for something to wear, which was a trial in itself, because I can always find jeans and t-shirts that I love...but put me in the dress section, and I am a lost soul.  I have no idea what looks good on me, what is in style, and what is on the clearance rack because it has been passed over since the 80's.  So I settled for a pink and gold skirt that had these sheer insets in all these little knife pleats, and it was pretty.  It looked really good on me.  But there was not a top to match it in the store I bought it in.  Go figure.

So I finally found a pale pink Ralph Lauren sleeveless sweater that was absoloutely to die for, touch-wise, and the color was really pretty. ..matched the skirt.  A miracle!   Bought the sweater. 

When I saw the pics from the first wedding, I noticed that "the girls" were not quite as perky as they should have been, so I decided for the second wedding, I would buy a bra that would give them just a bit of a help...after a tram, you aren't supposed to wear underwires, but I figured a few hours, after 12 years, couldn't really hurt much.

So the day of the second wedding came.  Got dressed at my mom's house, 80 miles from the wedding.  Drove to the City, and my hubbie and I went out to lunch at one of our favorite restaurants before the wedding.  It was wonderful.

As we were getting ready to leave the restaurant, I said to my husband, "did I get any crumbs on me?" 

He looked at me and said, "No, but..." and then he got this funny look on his face and started pointing at my chest as he said, "You've got something funny going on there."

I looked down, and much to my horror, I had three boobs.  My tram breast, which has absolutely no feeling in it whatsoever, had slipped out, not the top, but the BOTTOM of that nicely molded and underwired bra I had bought especially for the occasion.

 

That beautiful bra went in the restaurant's ladies' room trash can, and I went to the wedding braless. If they've fallen and they can't get up, leave'em there, I say.  Last time I try to teach an old dog to do tricks, even if it's one he USED to know.

Hugs...

BEV

 

LOL! I buy more bras than any other article of clothing, looking for one that fits and is comfortable. The tramflap side seems to have blown out from my abdominal hernia, so it has a big bulge making the band around the bra dig in. I keep getting bigger and bigger numbers and smaller and smaller letters to make it work. I finally settled on a size and decided to change styles because my gas dryer wants to cook bras with any laciness at all. I do try to pull them out and air dry them but sometimes they get wrapped in something..... Anyhow the new style is so huge it puckers at the top of the cups. I order from Lane Bryant because it is impossible to buy big around bras in any store. After returning the first ones in the style I ordered the next smaller size and it was too big, too. Maybe I should find your trash can and leave mine behind, too. I hate having to go anywhere that I have to endure pantyhose, dress shoes and a dress..............Yuk I will stay home. Take care. MK

I enjoyed that story Bev.

I've got slight lymphoedema in my affected breast at the moment and it's quite a lot bigger than the other one which can make life interesting.

I've just come back from a lovely holiday in Italy. The first couple of swims I had were a bit embarrassing as when I came out of the sea the bigger boob had fallen out of my bikini and was visible to everyone on the beach. After that I had a little check under water before getting out of the sea ! (I've got a course of manual lymphatic drainage booked but not until after the specialist is also back from holidays).

Take care everyone.
Anthi

Hello again Bev

yes the Herceptin is going well thank you. I've now had No. 6. I get slight side effects - stiff legs, runny nose and intermittent sinus headache but apart from that it's no problem. In fact I quite like going as I still feel supported by seeing the staff at the chemo unit every time. The oncologist comes round to see us as well so I can ask any questions. - I know the triple negative people can feel a bit abandoned when their treatment finishes - and I'm glad to have this support for a bit longer.
I'm also on Aromasin. I wasn't at all happy about taking Tamoxifen with HER2 positive cancer so my onc agreed to put me straight onto one of the AI's. They have made the hot flushes worse in that when they happen they are major sweats - literally pouring off me, but I've got them partly controlled with Effexor so I don't get as many as I used to and they are livable with.

I look dreadful in a one piece swimsuit and have always worn bikinis. I think that once you get the pale wobbly bits in the middle nice and brown they look better! However, I'm being very careful in the sun this year - factor 30 sun cream - and I'm keeping my lopsided breasts and my affected arm well covered.
Lovely to hear from you
take care
Anthi x

Oh, well, I've never done anything but burn and peel (that darned fair, freckled skin), so maybe that's why I've never looked good in a bikini...at least that's what I'll be saying from now on!

Have a great holiday...let us hear about what a wonderful time you had when you get back...nothing like a virtual vacation...seems to be the only kind I have!

Take care.
BEV