The next days passed with me sleeping for hours and lounging for the other hours and a few visitors but I think I was so fuzzy I was probably such a rubbish patient to visit. I am quite shocked at how tired and pathetic I was feeling after the anaesthetic. My boob was sore but I still couldn’t bear to look at it – although eventually had to. I was scared when I realised that I couldn’t feel anything, had I lost all feeling? would it come back? The compression dressing meant that I couldn’t see that much and was too scared to take the dressing off – it made bathing difficult but I wasn’t removing it!