Post-Op Bilateral Prophylactic Mastectomy

The “pointy part”

Frank had to go out-of-town for business for a few days so it is my first time all alone for a few days.  Still can not drive so he went shopping last night to make sure we would have everything we would need.  Because of my overdoing it a bit yesterday I really had nothing left in me today.  The weather of course went back into the ugly humid 90’s and I just could not sit out by the pool in that heat so the girls were forced to play inside today.  Don’t get me wrong..they are really very good but the voices…those wonderful little voices NEVER stop.  Thankfully, a few minutes ago the knock came at the door.  There is a rag-tag little group that gets together several nights during the week right down the street to play baseball/tag whatever.  They are a mix of boys and girls age range 5-9 and a couple of the dad’s stay out to keep and eye/pitch or referee..whatever is needed.   Finally my first moment of quiet today. And a few hours of exercise and social activity for them!  Win win!

So I am still not allowed to wear a bra.  I have tried to keep the girls from seeing me topless.  Being as they are both girls I honestly have never hidden from them in the past.  I do not want them to be ashamed of their bodies. I have thought it best since things look so different that I did not want to scare them. But even with a sleeveless shirt it is pretty clear that as my 5-year-old puts it “they are not boobie shaped”.  Tonight as we were sitting here out of the blue she says to me that she can see the “hole” in my boob.  She wanted to know where the “pointy part went”.  She really is one smart cookie.  I told her the truth, for the most part.  The pointy part was part of what could have made me sick and that in a few weeks I would get a new one.  She found this to be fascinating.  Thought it was just amazing that they could just give me new ones.  I ‘ll tell you this…these are not conversations I ever thought I would be having with a 5-year-old. They asked to see…I told them my concerns and they told me that they were stronger than I gave them credit for.  Can you believe that?  So I showed them and asked what they were thinking.  They said that although it was strange it did not scare them.  They did say that they were happy that the doctor was going to replace “the pointy part”.

Wow…On top of the numerous things I have learned through this process one huge thing is that my babies are not babies anymore.  They are wonderful, smart caring little souls.  I am so proud of them both and I love them with all of my heart!

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8 thoughts on “The “pointy part””

    1. Thank you! I realized at the beginning of the journey if I held it in it would drive me crazy..and honestly that is not who I am. The blog has been a great outlet! Thanks for stopping in!

    1. I hope so. Growing up we never talked about anything making relationships and everything else hard as I got older. I figure if they are comfortable talking from the time they are young they will talk later in life…guess only time will tell!

  1. You just wrote about something I’ve been wondering. I thought the nipple reconstruction would have been at the same time of surgery but seeing the incision that needs to heal I can understand why it’s later. You mentioning that just helped answer that thought in my head. I love that we are all blogging about this stuff…it helps everyone out knowing we aren’t alone, and it helps answers questions when one arises.

    🙂

  2. I am glad that you find it helpful. My surgeon was clear with me that there would be a second procedure 6 weeks after. That procedure will be larger than originally expected. Because I was a large busted lady and wanted to go much smaller, instead of just nipple reconstruction he also has to do some shaping and liposuction. I will have to return to the OR for about a 2 hour procedure. The one thing that this blog showed me is that were are far from alone….continued positive thoughts to you!:-)

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