Husband concerns

My husband has been more than supportive throughout this entire process...in fact, he was the one who kept on me to go to the doctor to get it done....even if insurance wasn't going to pay for it. But, in the back of my head I was worried for a number of reasons:

• Would he still be interested and in love with my body?
• What if the feeling never came back in my breasts or my nipples?
• What if they ended up being too big, even after surgery?
• What if they ended up being too small that even I didn't like them?
• What if the surgeon wasn't as good as I thought and they looked terrible?
• What if something happened to me and I didn't make it through surgery?

I discussed most of those issues with my husband and told him my concerns. I used my breasts to show him how bad they could look and his comment to me was....'honey, boobs are kinda like pizza...even when they're bad, they're GOOD. I cried, of course, but he calmed most of my fears.

I tell my husband everything, but my fear about leaving him alone if something were to happen to me during surgery I couldn't share with him (until after surgery, but that's another story!) So I texted my best friend and my sister and told them I needed the biggest favor ever...if something happened to me and I was a vegetable, they needed to help my husband let me go...I didn't want to have an advanced directive and not give him the chance to make the decision, but I also didn't want him wallowing and pining for me if there wasn't a chance that I could come back to my former self.

After I came out of surgery, I actually told my husband about what I made my sister and friend promise...neither of them were happy that I told him...