Cancer took the Girls but Im not going to let it take my personality!
It's been 3 months since the bilateral mastectomy and Im back to work and my old routine again. Everyone tells me how great I look, and say if they didnt know me, they would never know I;m wearing fake boobs. No one really knows how much those fake boobs hurt against my incisions & wound and how deformed I look right now under them. I try not to complain and keep a smile on my face because thats who I was and will always be. People expect me to be a stong leader at home and at work so I give them what they want... nobody like a cry baby right?? There is so many things going on in everyone's life and in the world I cant keep talking about my breast cancer... it gets old, but sometimes thats all I can think about. I really do miss the girls though! I had them since I was 14-15 and they were always an asset in my life. My big boobs got me into clubs before I turned 21 yrs old, I never had a problem getting a boyfriend or husband (I wonder why lol ), I got away with many speeding tickets in my life and still got flirted with even in my forties! My cleavage was part of my identity and I embraced it whole heartedly. When I read the pathology report, I felt sick to my stomach when they explained in detail how they sliced my breasts into 14 slices as well as my nipples and areolas. Two thing I realize now is that the boobs dont make the girl because Im still the same strong, fun loving loud mouth girl without the cleavage and I can always rock my fake boobs with the right bra! LOL