(Originally posted on Yahoo Voices, 2012) Musings of a One-Breasted Goddess I’ve been a uniboober for nearly five glorious post cancer years, and I know that I won’t change it. How can I know? I appreciate so much that if a woman wants reconstruction she can have it, and insurance will cover it. That was [...]
(Originally posted on Yahoo Voices, 2012)
Musings of a One-Breasted Goddess
I’ve been a uniboober for nearly five glorious post cancer years, and I know that I won’t change it. How can I know?
I appreciate so much that if a woman wants reconstruction she can have it, and insurance will cover it. That was not always the case, and that’s just not kind. Every woman who loses a breast should be able to do what she needs to do to recover and feel whole.
The reason that I will not reconstruct is that right now I am whole. I am missing one appendage. I have sensation and movement in my whole body, and my pectoralis muscle is intact. I don’t have any foreign objects in my body. That to me is whole.
It doesn’t make sense to me to chop and numb other parts to give me back a breast, one that isn’t even like the one I have. My new breast would not have sensation, would not feel or look the same, would not respond to a lover’s touch. Would I ever be satisfied with this?
Maybe if it could be a real breast, I would be satisfied to lose sensation in my belly, have my skin stretched, distort my pectoralis muscle so that it could not move freely, and to re-injure my entire left side and once again lose sensation to my elbow, across my back, into my neck, and across my chest. Maybe it would be worth three separate surgeries, sacrificing pieces of my beautiful, sensate muscles, the risk of infection, scarring that disfigures the new breast, tampering with the healthy breast, the risk of silicone leaking into my system, and the further trauma to my body that could leave me vulnerable a cancer recurrence.
Since any new breast I would get would not be the real thing, why would I want one?
I understand that it would be convenient to never have to search for my prosthesis if I misplace it. I would have cleavage, which I do miss a little. Perhaps I would feel less fearful of a lover being put off by the scar across my chest. Fortunately I understand that I am still a woman without cleavage, and my partner loves both sides of my chest.
What doesn’t make sense to me is that my journey and recovery has been all about reclaiming the parts of me that were lost. If I want no part of my heart and spirit to be numb, if I want to feel everything, what sense does it make to cut off sensation and movement from large areas of my body? I want to feel it all, enjoy it all, be it all, body, mind and spirit.
And, can a deeper healing come from acceptance?
Maybe providing the new appendage makes it possible to not feel the pain. However, I believe that true healing means to feel the pain, let it go, and claim another part, the part that was numb or hurt, until I feel all of me. I grieve for my beautiful breast that nursed my babies, quickened at my lover’s touch, and is gone forever. I feel the ache, and I feel my chest, my belly, my heart. I move my body joyfully and with gratitude.
I think every woman must do what feels right to her, and I believe that every woman should be encouraged to think it through. These days it is assumed that every woman who loses a breast will reconstruct. What isn’t discussed at length are the disadvantages and the risks. Nearly one third of all reconstruction surgeries will have some sort of complication, or less than ideal outcome.
I miss low cut dresses, shelf bras, and sexy matching underwear, but not as much as I thought I would.
When I decided that I was “not —-ing leaving the planet” because I was going to raise my kids, I had no idea what that would actually look like. It didn’t matter. It was a gift to anticipate, a package to open when the time was right, and I was determined to be around to [...]
When I decided that I was “not —-ing leaving the planet” because I was going to raise my kids, I had no idea what that would actually look like. It didn’t matter. It was a gift to anticipate, a package to open when the time was right, and I was determined to be around to open it. I was mostly concerned about my children growing up without me. What I didn’t think about at the time, but am thoroughly enjoying now, is what an absolute blast they are. Teenagers are crazy and wonderful. My mom refers to their “demented energy”. Yes! As long as I maintain my sense of humor, I ride the tougher waves relatively easily. I find that true of most things!
You’ve probably heard of the ALS ice bucket challenge. I wish I’d thought of it for IBC! Anyway, I’m glad. I had to have my dunking, but I didn’t mind. The picture to the right is of my daughter, my son, and her friend. They were nominated for the challenge, and recruited my son to dump the ice water on their heads. After he did his brotherly duty, my daughter’s friend shouted “Hug!” and they chased him down.
They tickle my funny bone and exasperate me daily. My son thinks “school is stupid” and tested out early. My daughter has decided she’s going to Columbia University (now I’m sweating bullets) and after years of constant squabbling, they are good friends.
When I was fighting cancer, I didn’t know entirely what I was fighting for. I was fighting for the surprise, for the unopened gift I didn’t want to miss out on. If you are currently in the fight, whether a cancer, depression, or just a rotten day, remember that none of us can predict how good it can be! So, if it sucks right now, take heart. There is no limit to how much better it can get.
If you want to see me get dunked, follow the link to my facebook page. She who nominated “Mama Danu” (Emily…an exceptionally good kid) thoroughly enjoyed sopping me when I started to run off at the mouth. Her mom and my daughter are laughing in the background.
I love being “that” mom!
About The LIberation of Persephone/ElizabethElizabeth Danu started this blog to provide a postive and useful resource for people facing cancer and thier loved ones. She is now a ten year survivor of Stage IIIC Inflammatory Breast cancer, enjoying her post-cancer life as a mom, blogger, speaker, wellness consultant and unquenchable optimist. She also sings and performs regularly with her a capella quartet, Curious Blend.
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