Have you got furniture disease?

...that's when your chest begins to slide down into your drawers.

Although having recently acquired an ultra-lightweight breast prosthesis (to use while the incision is healing up) I'm aware that there could be an upward - as well as downward - problem.

If anyone seeing me in the local supermarket notices a spaceship-shaped object creeping north and lurking under my left ear, please tap me on the shoulder discreetly so I can hoik it back down into my bra.

However: na, na na na, nah ... MY current (left) boobie doesn't stand a snowflake's chance in H*ll of sliding into my drawers. It's too light to go anywhere but out to the garage (once I get the permanent prosthesis) to help wash the car.

Now is that one of life's little compensations, or what?