Survived poking, prodding, stabbing, needles, and all the rest, including a visit with a machine called the Mammomat (no, I'm not kidding, it was really called that.). I suspect a ice cream scoop was used to remove the nasty bits but I don't have any proof of that since I was unconscious at the time XD
I am on minimal activity for the rest of the week and I have a post-op appointment on Monday.
My parents sent flowers ^_^ Cats will probably eat them but they're nice for now.
The breast binder they gave me looks like a tube top from the 70's https://img0.etsystatic.com/063/1/9257047/il_570xN.769199124_mq42.jpg
only with smaller ruffles and blue flowers :paranoid: Again, I claim no responsibility for that since they took advantage of my unconscious state to display their horrid lack of fashion sense. >.>
Thank you all again for your words of support and virtual hugs (which are better than the real ones right now since a real hug would hurt ^^;)