|Summer 2007 - Minden, Ontario|
One night we were at a hockey party and I caught sight of myself in the rather large mirror on the wall. I was surrounded by my son and his team mates. With my short hair and flat chest I looked like one of them! I looked like a boy. Wow it really hit me right at that moment that maybe I really needed to give this whole reconstruction thing and/or prostheses options some more thought. Could I really go through the rest of my life boobless and feeling unattractive and unsexy and basically like a 12 year old boy? I mean when did I change? I was never defined by my breasts before and I never ever thought that I could possibly feel this way. I guess you never know how you might react to a situation until you experience it first-hand.
I went home from that party feeling very confused, scared and unsure of so very many things.
The very next day I made a call to a shop that specializes in prostheses and made an appointment to check it out. I was not sure what to expect but when I got there the staff were so great and made me feel a bit more comfortable. Believe me I was not feeling so comfortable about this whole thing. Anyway, this mastectomy shop had breast forms in every possible shape and size. They also had the bras to insert the prosthesis into along with swimsuits and other inserts that are completely waterproof. I bought a set of swimsuit forms and another set of the silicone breast prostheses and a bra. The cost was a bit on the expensive side but it was covered partially by my health insurance. I was pretty excited to try this out but part of me was not totally convinced that this was for me.
|Summer 2011 - Vancouver, BC|
The Man in the Mirror - Michael Jackson