Giving up my membership to the itty bitty titty committee: part two

Seeing my results, follow-up surgeries, and finding comfort in not being alone.

Seeing my chest for the first time

My then-girlfriend spent the weekend with me in the house where I was the college student upstairs. We set her up in an additional room that formerly belonged to one of the family’s adult children but now hosts guests. I only had a full sized bed, so there was no way we would both fit in it, especially while I was heali…