I know I already wrote about how I am a Unicorn but this is a bit more about options and how I made my choices.
I knew when I was diagnosed with breast cancer in my right boob that I wanted it chopped off. The doctors tried to tell me to wait to see if a lumpectomy was an option but I just knew it had to go. Ultimately, I did need a mastectomy as the tumor was 5.6cm and dispersed throughout the breast not in one spot only.
I also knew I did not want to reconstruct. This is a very personal decision.
I only knew flat was an option to me because I was too stubborn to have additional surgeries. I wanted it over and done with and knee reconstruction would cause more surgery and or more complications.
I had to meet with a plastic surgeon anyway despite knowing I did not want to have an implant.
That meeting was fun - the nurse told me I was nuts to not want to reconstruct (I’m paraphrasing) but she thought especially because I was so young that I would miss the breast.
Well, I don’t miss it. I’m half flat no longer using prosthetics AND posing topless to prove it - let me just tell you I have never been the type of person to be nude anywhere but you know the normal places and circumstances. I’ll be 42 this year and I never thought I would pose naked anywhere - but I also never thought I would get cancer soooo
I’m just happy in my skin I love my body scars and all- do you?
I’m so lucky to be alive and to have a supportive husband who just doesn’t care that I only have one boob. I forget why people stare at me when I’m out as I’m more than lopsided I’m just bone on the right side.
I wish I had been this kind to my body before - I never appreciated or loved myself as much as I do now: I pose for these pics smiling so other women know that even with just my one tit I’m still happy feel as though I am sexy and womanly despite only having one breast.
What have you done to appreciate your body no matter what it has going for it or missing from it? After 2 children and yo yo-ing weight and just general abusing myself with junk food stress and anxiety I am now as close to who I truly am in my soul one boob and all.
Photo credit: Sophie Mayanne - Behind the Scars Project
I am a unicorn. I had breast cancer in my right breast and I cut it off. Well, not me, my surgeon. I knew right away I did not want to reconstruct. I wanted to just get the cancer out and be able to "bounce" back to my "normal life" as soon as possible.
For me, normal meant being one boobed. I had no idea what that really meant, though, and I spent time hiding it with a prosthetic and now I just free boob it - there's only one of them but I am still ME and I pose topless now to share my feeling of being in my skin, body positive and confident... If only I could have felt that way even with the other boob but better late than never!