I totally decided that a double mastectomy was the best route to keep cancer away. The doctors warned me that they may not be able to save my nipples during the surgery. I just wanted all the cancer gone! I had no idea of the physiological damage visually this would cause me. It’s not about being vain either. A part of my body was removed and they will not grow back.
My family thought it was a bit over the top when the doctors offered to perform a lumpectomy.
My research concluded that if I decided to keep my breast there was a higher chance of reoccurrence. So off they both went along with my nipples! Yep, I no longer have nipples.
After my surgery the first thing I looked at was my chest. My eyes filled with tears feeling as if I was less of a woman with a now flat chest. So, I decided on implants and happy I did. This is not considered plastic surgery but reconstructive surgery which is a big difference. Same size bra just more perky ☺️
I had to convince myself that breast were overrated and besides I don’t need them anyway, right? I began to sob uncontrollably feeling like the essence of my womanhood was taken from me.
No breastfeeding or a man to embrace them so what’s the big deal ? It’s a huge deal but not if removing them could prolong my life.
I could have nipple reconstruction or 3-D tattoos to make me feel a tad better when looking in the mirror. But for now, the sexy alien look works. I have not decided on nipple reconstruction because it requires surgery. More than likely I’ll go the tattoo route.
Yes, it still bothers me and I miss my old saggy cute boobs that at least had nipples. They were mine not some foreign object floating in my chest.
Cancer took so much from me but I have my life! Boobs mean nothing to me when it comes to LIFE!
I just wanted my nipples to stay intact to feel as normal as possible…but cancer hides! The doctors did what was best.