And I posted about it for BlogHer.
I won't say the search wasn't traumatic:
I rejected suits that didn't cover my scars, that were two big, too small or both at the same time. I worked up a sweat trying to get tangled bathing suit straps over my shoulders, often resulting in a look that was reminiscent of a wrestling uniform. I cried a little bit. Regular suits left me feeling too exposed and mastectomy suits bagged on the chest when I was not wearing a breast form.
You can read the rest of the post here. I even posted a picture of myself, wearing the swimsuit.
I didn't get to far on my to-do list this month but these are accomplishments (the doing and the writing) of which I am proud.