It's such a strange place. That in which you know something will be gone, but for now, it is still here. In 10 days, it will be not.
So I cradle my left breast as often as I can. I tell it to feel all the caresses that it ever hoped to feel - Now. I tell it to remember all the caresses that it ever felt - Forever. And I tell my body: "Say goodbye, the time has come".
Because not saying goodbye would be like letting my body go into battle and loosing a limb. The shock would make no sense. The shock of all this still makes no sense. Like I am walking on a Minefield. Do you do it with your eyes open or closed?