The decision to have a prophylactic double mastectomy was easy, after all I had given birth to my children and they were essentially just for aesthetics. Fake ones would be just as good right? If not better?!
I have Kaiser and with Kaiser and my history the surgery is completely covered, so is any other surgery related to it. Revisions and different implants, fat grafts, whatever is needed. Free boob jobs and lipo forever? (don’t worry this mind set changes)
With this decision made, I heard many times “you’re so brave”, “what a courageous decision”. Honestly, it made me feel fake. There are women out there dealing with actual cancer, actually fighting for their lives.
Here I was given the opportunity to evade their fates. A chance to not have to undergo treatment where terrible things happened to my body. I felt lucky, not brave.
I made light of the whole thing every chance I got, it made me feel better about avoiding the suffering my family had gone through. It made me feel like it wasn’t a big deal, after all I didn’t have cancer.
Quick story: Let’s digress for a moment about the surgeon that was going to remove my breast tissue. He came in, my husband int he room, and proceeded to tell me that fake boobs will never beat the real deal and that my boobs were top five! I mean really these tiny little things, top five. *dusts shoulder*, I still got it. Now many may be offended by that, and oddly it wasn’t done in a creepy way. But I am who I am and I don’t let things like that bother me. I just say, another bit for a great story! No need to take offense. Confidence boosted! 😉

Fast forward a couple months to the farewell of my original God given tits. As you may assume, I wanted to have some fun with this, so I had my favorite chocolate lounge make me some chocolate caramel filled boobies. Perfect for a Ta-Ta to my tatas dinner.
It wasn’t overly emotional, it was matter of fact. I was making a decision to save my future, to preserve my healthy life for as long as possible.
I went to sleep that night before, excited to write my story without breast cancer.

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