I’m getting nipples, uhuh I know exciting isn’t it?! Well you may not think so because you might actually have nipples but at this stage I don’t.
**If you don’t want to see scars and reconstruction pics then stop reading now…pics ahead.
I started seeing my plastic surgeon in September 2013 and it looks like my nipple construction surgery will be scheduled for this September…two years in the making!
It’s been a while but I’m not complaining. I feel so fortunate to have been able to have my double reconstruction, many women don’t get the opportunity. I’m glad I’ve had time to consider my options, that my surgeon and medical team have been thorough and caring and sensitive.
We seriously have a good laugh together and my surgeon loves that I’m so open and freely strip off for his students. My boobs don’t feel sexual, they are more a representation of what I’ve been through and that I came out the other side…that I’m a breast cancer thriver. I will open my shirt and rip off my bra for surgeons, nurses and students, I reckon a few ring ins may have even copped an eyeful too.
Today was good, I got to ask loads of questions and received lots of answers. You see I wasn’t quite sure if I even wanted nipples. What if they were crap? What if they tattoo my areola weird? What if they are huge…or too ‘high beam’?
It’s amazing how I got used to one boob then my two Foobs, nipples feel far away and I can hardly even remember what they look like.
One day I’ll do a chest/breast progression post but for now here’s what my Foobs look like pre nipples. I snapped these images myself this afternoon…they are real and me.
They are a reconstruction not a ‘boob job’ and I’m pretty freakin happy with them.
Sure there’s scars, some worse than others, but I see past those scars now. In fact so does my mister, we just see ‘me’.
It’s been 8 months since my last surgery and the scars are healing well, one side is worse than the other as it needed revision work and my body rejected stitches causing some infection…which makes some scarring worse.
I’ve had 18 drains sewn into my body over my seven surgeries, all of these leave their own little scar inside and out. My back scars stretch all the way around to my front and my port scar stands proud on my chest.
Yup I’m a bit of a patchwork quilt but I’m breathing, living and loving…how freakin blessed am I?!! Hopefully there is just this one last surgery to go…nipples, how clever are surgeons hey?!
Til next time,
*ELOMI ‘Lexi’ bra find stockist HERE
* item sent to me for editorial consideration.