One month since D-Day (diagnoses day). Life has completely changed in that month and that is all I can say about that (insert Forrest Gump accent).
Left boob is happy, I am wearing one of the sports bras I bought last night. Right side is still weeping. I don't know how to refer to my right side, it is not a boob but it deserves a kinder name than "raw meat looking horror movie prop" side.