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I can’t wear a bra because of the spinal operation dressing
(people of a nervous disposition may prefer to skip this)
So. I had a spinal operation ten days ago and everything went very well. I have a scar on my back which is covered by a dressing that’s due to come off on Tuesday.
Now I normally always wear a bra because I have… well there’s really no way of sugar-coating this… enormous tits. No, seriously. Forget about the double Ds, my bra size is 36G. (It was H).
Yes, indeed. When I was young I got very used to addressing the bald patch rather than the face of whatever bloke I happened to be talking to, because generally speaking, their eyes were magnetically fastened to the two large hemispheres with which Mother Nature had gifted me, the old bitch.
As I got older, the management of my tits necessitated really good (very expensive) bras — made by PrimaDonna. Sports bras were a pain in the tits, literally, because they were usually too small in the cup and too large in the band, but I did find a couple that fitted, years ago — so long ago that the shop has disappeared and been redeveloped into flats.
I can’t tell you how uncomfortable and even painful a badly fitting bra can be — well, I could but I don’t want to frighten the gents.
