“How are you feeling?” She asks as she flips through the file, I shrug “In pain.” The doctor nods “Understandably so.”

“Is the tumor all gone?”

“It is hard to say for sure that it is all out but most of it is all gone, the surgery did help. We will know after a couple weeks or months if the tumor is all gone. “She closes the file and give me one of that warm smile of hers “Good news is that you may be out of here in a day or 2 it will depend on your recovery.” She says before she walks out.

“Oh, Mbongeni was here but you were still in surgery he had brought you a fruit basket and Flowers.” My mother says as she nods to my bed side table. I take the note from the flowers and open it I wish I can be there besides you but I don’t know if you are even ready to see outside people but when you are ready and whenever that is I’ll be here. M

I smile as I place the card back on the table as I sink back to the bed.

“I feel weird.” I say to my mother.

She squeezes my hand and sigh “You will get used to it and besides breasts or no breasts they don’t take anything away from you. you are still my baby Zandi, my beautiful baby girl.”

I wipe the fallen tear from my cheek “You just being nice because you are my mother.”

“Hey.” my mother says as she cups my face “You are still you, having no breasts don’t define who you are, you hear me?” I nod as she kiss the top of my head.