A very important photo of My Boobs, taken at my big sister Linda’s wedding in 2010. Please note how they’re entirely uneven, also. Apparently this is completely normal, and a large number of women have uneven boobs! Nothing to be worried or ashamed about. :)
What’s actually going on with my boobs:
I remember talking before, about how my boobs were hurting when I had come home from the gym and was warming up, but I can’t find it in the archives.
It was usually in the autumn/winter/spring-ish times, usually when it was really cold and rainy, etc. I’d come home, and when I was sitting in my house trying to warm up from the walk home, my boobs would really start to hurt, in two specific lines right down the side from my armpits to my nipples. I couldn’t really tell if my nipples were sore or not, mostly because OMFG ow pain in the side of my boobs was all my brain was telling me.
I’d be hugging my arms into the side of my boobs, hugging them close to me, wondering if it was possibly a drop in body temperature or something, and if warming them up would help. It usually did; it’d take a while, but it did.
I’ve never actually undressed while they’ve been sore, until the other night, because, uh, why would I take my clothes off when I already think it’s caused by being too cold?
But the other night, it was already happening while I was getting ready to go to bed, and I got undressed, and just happened to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I pulled my bra off.
My left nipple was half purple and half almost black, and the other, the tip was pure white, and shocking red at the base.
Dr. Google says it’s almost probably vasospasm of the nipple, which is basically Raynaud’s Syndrome happening in my boobs.
Which is really kind of unkind, if you think about it.
(My boyfriend suffers from Raynaud’s, in his hands – that I know of. I don’t know if he gets it in his toes. I know that I knitted him a pair of fingerless gloves one year for Christmas, though, to wear while he was in work. I can’t knit myself a pair of boob gloves. Because that’s A) ridiculous and B) called a BRA.)
It keeps on happening, now, and it’s extremely painful. Even moreso because I pretty much can’t afford to heat my house most of the time, so I’m relying on clothing to keep me warm. (Not even kidding about this!) And I can only put on so much clothing at once before suffocating myself.
I’ve made an appointment to see Dr. David next week to see what he says – it’s going to be mighty fun to have the nurse/receptionist (same thing) while Dr. David checks my breasts again! YAY, A PERSON I USUALLY ONLY SEE WHILE I CHECK IN OR GET A NEW APPOINTMENT, SEEING ME PARTIALLY UNCLOTHED BECAUSE OF FUCKING PC BULLSHIT! – and that’ll be one more thing to add to my ever-growing catalogue of Stuff Wots Wrong Wif Me.
And I noticed that if all else fails, the medication they give you is one that they use for hypertension… which is the opposite of what Dr. David said he was worried I had, so guess what he won’t want to give me!
Stupid boobs. Why do you give me so much grief?
How about any of you gals? Do you suffer from anything like this, since it seems to be more common among breastfeeding women, and if so, do you have any tips to help with the nipple pain? It’d be much appreciated!