151. Day 4

Next day it hurts again.  Painkillers. 

That night, I go home.  R’s kids are over, noisy, messy, and I need some space.  My boob is more uncomfortable than ever, despite the painkillers.   

In the night, I roll over in my sleep and feel… something.  I imagine it feels as if something has burst and then I feel a trickly feeling.  It’s hard to tell though.  The elastic strapping is so thick that I can see or feel nothing through it.