"Boobs (and three scars from lumpectomies - only one visible, though.
So mine, while not the biggest or da prettiest, may be the most important
of all. They're still there (none malignant, btw)."
applause for have the courage to submit! rock. :)
Excellent submission! Great reminder of the real reason this is all going on. WTG!
That just brought tears to my eyes and sent chills down my back. Way to go Girl you rock!
you look fabulous! way to go!
I'm somewhat confused about the "courage" and the response to all of this.
That note was really just to Robyn, and while I don't mind it being posted, I'm not sure it conveys the tone I wanted it to, and it certainly doesn't say anything about who I am. If there were a legathon, I'd be the first particpant, it's just the "rack" ain't my best feature.
I was tempted to out myself on my blog, link to the pic, and spill the whole story, but I know too many of my male readers personally, and many of them see me as "one of the guys," and I'd prefer to keep it that way. So, here it is.
In 1994, I was 22. I'd had some health problems, so my whole body was under some pretty constant scrutiny by medical staff. I was diagnosed with fibrocystic disease, which isn't uncommon, and it's not as painful in women with smaller breasts, typically. Boon!
But lumps, lumps, lumps everywhere. Most of them moved around with the menstral cycle and were not a big deal, but if one stayed fixed or appeared solid rather than fluid, I was instructed to undergo a mammogram, and, usually, an ultrasound.
If the lumps were confirmed by ultrasound to be truly LUMPS, then out they had to come. I remember joking with the extremely handsome boob doctor that "those aren't lumps - that's all there is!" Didn't buy me anything. The first two were removed in mid December of 1994. Everything was fine.
In order to avoid "lumps" instead of lumpy tissue, one's diet may need an overhaul. Fibrocystic sufferers (for lack of a better word) should avoid caffeine, some doctors say also bananas, and one said mushrooms. I ignored him.
I landed another one of these in 1999 and had it removed in late September. The strangely ironic thing about it is that I believe the surgery is less painful than a mammogram. Of course, there are the scars, but behind every scar is a story, right?
So I have three stories, but really only two because it's two days out of my life and a little bit of healing time.
So, relax a bit - no emotional outbursts here. These don't negatively affect my life in any way, shape, or form. They're still there, but the lumps aren't. And no recurrences, though it wouldn't shock me if another popped up here for no reason - it's just part of life, and so long as the little lumps aren't malignant, it's just another day to get them removed.
ok, but you still rock. ;)
You got a lot of nice pics, Rob, but this one might be the most beautiful.