"I must, I must, I must improve my bust!"

And I finally have! Yesterday, I was back for surgery at the 'Marsden for the fourth time in less than 10 months to get my implants. Even one of the day ward nurses commented: "I recognise you. You've been here loads!"

It's true I have. Never mind the surgery but all the assessment, review, counselling and nursing consultations have been pretty numerous.

It was quite nice though to see my surgical team again, Gerald Gui and Ana Agusti, who have looked after my case for exactly a year. They also brought another member of the team in pre-op to assess my 'breast volume'.

I thought this was quite funny and asked him, "so doctor, your job is to look at naked breasts and guess what size they are?" He looked a bit embarrassed and then, when Mr P. asked for a business card, the poor bloke didn't know what to say!


It's been a right old 'Carry On'
but Mr P and I are pleased with the outcome

However, he obviously judged well because I'm very pleased with both the sizing match and the symmetry in my clothes. I really don't think anyone else would know the difference but it does mean that I don't have to pad out 'lefty' any more and can start wearing my nice bras again instead of mastectomy ones.

That said, I have received a few texts from people asking how it went, including a very direct one: "Let's see 'em then!" All in good time, ladies, all in good time ... ;-)

I'm still very taped up and sore. The left hand side is particularly painful as I hadn't had surgery there before, but both sides are very tender. I can lift my arms up above my head but can't reach up yet so will definitely need next week off work to recover before I brave the Tube for my post-op assessment next Friday (10th).

Anyway, Mr P is staying with me today to help me do things and the weekend will see my boobs' first outing (not literally) at a big family gathering in Oxford, with all of Mr P's extended clan.

It's going to be quite a celebration.