I found a sports bra I thought would work, and again, we took our time getting ready and drove to Disneyland to spend time with the family and celebrate my stepmom’s birthday. The sports bra was a different kind of irritation to The Angry Lump. The compression put pressure on it, making it ache instead of the cutting into it done by the underwire. I can’t win here, but taking my Tylenol religiously, I ignored the discomfort and enjoyed my time with my family. By the time we were done, I was ready to go with loose boob binding from that point forward. A dull ache like that slowly wears on you. For me, it makes me tired. Sleep has always been my first reaction to pain and the general feeling of being unwell.
Life is still ignoring the lump