2 Months Post-Op

At 56 days post-op, I feel completely at home with my chest. I have a hard time imagining ever having had breasts, especially when I look at myself in the mirror. All that forcing myself to walk around shirtless has paid off.

I’ve been back at work for 2 weeks. My range of motion is 99% normal. I’m getting antsy to do all the things I couldn’t do before because I was self-conscious about my chest.

For now, I feel very much post-transition. I don’t have the money for a name change quite yet, but that just feels more like cleaning up a small mess after you’ve built something huge and intricate.

I still have some puffiness on my left side, but I’m hoping it will resolve itself over time.  If not, I’ll consider a revision.  

The left side has been healing better than the right side overall.   The scab visible in the left-side photo is the scab from which I poured blood the other day.

On the right side, sutures continue to surface, as evidenced by the angry redness in the photos.  I have about three dry, brittle scabs that I’m hoping will clear up soon.  At least the redness is beginning to thin out and remain concentrated around the incision instead of spreading out all over the place like it was doing.

My left nipple is less prominent than it was a few weeks ago.  The pigment is coming back to my areola quite fast.  Where the brown is returning, the nipple is also smoother and less raised than the pink parts.  In creepy news, though, I have a hair coming out of the spot where my nipple meets my areola.  That follicle had better die soon if it knows what’s good for it. 

No weird hairs coming out of my right nipple, though, thankfully.  There’s less pigment returning in this one, and it remains pretty raised.  I’m not too worried, though, since this one held onto its goo-scab for a lot longer than its easterly counterpart.