I've been going every Thursday to the plastic surgeon to get small saline injections in my spacers. It's such a weird process. They stick a long needle in and I watch my chest slowly grow every week. I get to decide when we get to the perfect size and then we schedule the next surgery for my actual implants. This is such a strange, surreal process. I'm trying to take it all in and just stay grateful that I'm alive.
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Ashley, you are such an inspiration! Your blog really touches my heart. You have my prayers.
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