Little by little, I think it is. I don’t check my incisions daily anymore or the shape of the implants, like I was at first. I don’t completely force myself to avoid looking at them either. There was a season of that too. Some days it was just too hard, so I learned to only let myself see what I could handle. That was my way of dealing with it, and it was the best I could do. That’s okay. I needed that time.
P.S. Here are some photos from that last appointment…me with my favorite bonus about these visits- pellet ice!! And the silly-time with my spouse. Without him these appointments would have been unbearable, but with him at least some moments were entertaining. (Yes, that’s my scarf.)