In our continuing polar climate, I have pulled out a decidedly unfeminine (but decidedly warm and snugly) over-sized mens flannel shirt. It has pockets over both of my breasts, one of which I have a habit of using for a tissue or two. This morning as I reached for one, I was pleasantly surprised by the swell of my breast under the pocket. During weather such as we have been experiencing, quick checks of HRT progress are rare under layers of clothes.
Of course the first thought I had was, how much of my increase in size was due to the flannel shirt or HRT. Since I'm not quite curious or vain enough to pull out a tape measure and find out for sure, I seized the moment as just another pleasant example of how far I've come, and who do I thank for the privilege of being here?