...I had my last chemo onFriday the 13th...
I had my last chemo on Friday the 13th. If I was a superstitious person this might have been a bad omen, I am not. So far things are going well. I'm looking at getting a mastectomy during the first or second week of July. I've ask that it be a double. Why, you ask? because I'd rather be even on both sides, I think that being flat-chested would be less traumatic than being a lop-sided freak (No offense to those out there that may have chosen to be single breasted, this is just my opinion of my own appearance sans one boob.)
Aside from appearances though, because of the type of cancer I have, the aggressive kind, I felt it was safer to bet on the cautious side by removing both. Meaning, if I have no boobs, I can't get breast cancer again.... capiche?
I have also set up some talks with a plastic surgeon a la reconstruction. I would like to get immediate reconstruction if they'll let me. They will take flesh from my stomach to make me new barbie-boobs. I've been told that in my case they may not want to do it that way. I was told I may have to wait a year for reconstruction. I'm really really hoping that this is a recommendation, and not a "must wait" thing.
I'm looking forward to the lightened weight on my chest area, it opens up a whole new realm of shirt-wear for me... oh and the bra's!! I can wear those cutsie little bras with all the lace and tiny straps. That, my friends, will be awesome. Big boobs are cumbersome, and mine particularly were difficult to find bras for. I was (am) a 38DDD aka 38F depending on where you shop. And until I gained this last 20 lbs I was a 36DDD. Which is a damn hard to find bra. You almost have to special order them to get the right fit, or wear ones that don't quite fit right. I have several in my drawer that were failure-buys that I thought would work and didn't.