it was Monday December 10, 2012. The surgery was scheduled for 3pm.
I took pictures of my breasts that morning. I printed out one of the pictures and I look at it from time to time. My breasts were stunning, perfect. I was blessed as they say. Definitely my best asset, my best body part. I was tall, blonde, with beautiful, perfect tatas.
At that time I was was so sad, actually devastated at the thought of a mastectomy. But I came to terms with the surgery and made the decision to move forward with it. I have never looked back. Six years later that day is a faded memory. I am just fine with how I look today. It’s who I am. I feel good! Thankfully I continue to be cancer free and have NO problems at all with my implant and reconstruction. Thank you Dr. Lisa Guerra and Dr. Tenley Lawton!
I’m flying out on Wednesday to Houston, TX. Going to visit a friend that I have known since we were 15 years old. Icing on the cake is that we are going to see the Lakers play the Rockets. I am going to wear a VERY tight shirt to celebrate my amazing reconstructed bosom along with my good health. I might even wear a tight RED shirt to support the Rockets red, but I will secretly be rooting for the Lakers!
If you had told me six years ago that I would be expressing these happy words I would have said you are crazy! Thus I share my happiness with you to show that there can be a great, happy, healthy life after a breast cancer diagnosis and after a mastectomy.
The worst five words I had ever heard, said to me on November 1, 2012. Worse for me than “you have breast cancer”. But here I am six years later and the entire experience seems like a blip on the radar. Sure as I write this, and I allow my thoughts and emotions to go back to to that dreadful, devastating day and time tears have welled in my eyes. I wouldn’t wish that news on anyone. But I can honestly say now I don’t really even think about it. Even daily when I look at myself while I am getting dressed or undressed, adjusting my bra, etc., I feel nothing…..no physical or emotional pain, no regrets, no sadness, no anger. I just look how I look. I am who I am.
but December 10, 2012 was anything but. Literally at this time of day five years ago, I was in the pre-op room at Hoag hospital waiting to be wheeled into surgery to have my right breast removed. Hideous.
Dr. Lisa Guerra breast surgeon performed the mastectomy. Dr. Tenley Lawton plastic surgeon put in a tissue expander to prepare for breast reconstruction at a later date. An experience I wish I never had to experience. But I did.
Today five years later, it’s sunday and I am doing nothing. Literally. Why? Because I can. Fortunately I am healthy and cancer free giving me the choice to do what I want to do. I’m choosing to stay in, relax, watch TV, turn my brain off and do nothing.
I’m a lucky girl and I know it.
Devastating words I heard from my breast surgeon five years ago today. Due to my particular diagnosis, she said she would do a lumpectomy, but I would not look good, as well as she may not get clear margins. I’d be much better served with a single mastectomy followed by reconstruction she said.
She referred me to a plastic surgeon. After meeting with the plastic surgeon, against every fiber in my being and wailing nightly I went ahead and scheduled my surgery for December 10, 2012.
December 10, 2012, the day had finally arrived. I had a single mastectomy with reconstruction. Surgery consisted of my breast surgeon Dr. Lisa Guerra removing my breast, and my plastic surgeon Dr. Tenley Lawson putting in a tissue expander. I was traumatized the weeks leading up to the surgery. I went in kicking and screaming.
Four years later I’m healthy and happy, with that fateful day fading from my memory and emotion. Almost feels like that whole experience never happened.
Today, saturday December 10, 2016, I’m getting ready for a Christmas party. Hair, makeup, and of course a low cut fitted shirt. My bosom looks fantastic. No one looking at me can tell I had a mastectomy. No one can tell I had breast cancer. I feel pretty, confident, and frankly, pretty freakin hot.