150. Day 3

The morning of day 3, I feel so well I decide to walk up to the high street.  Because I can.  I feel OK walking there.  Not full of energy but capable of walking.  It’s cool, despite it being July and the coolness makes my boob uncomfortable. 

I do a couple of errands and go to the supermarket.  White stone baking dishes on sale.  VERRRRY cheap.  So I buy two.  Which are then heavy to carry, but WTF.

I manage to carry the stuff I’ve bought home.  Just.  But then have to have a lie down.  

By the evening my boobs hurting a bit.  The nipple and the area where the drain was.  I take some painkillers.