Battle of the Bra

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Yesterday was yet another new experience: buying a non-underwired bra. This was actually a milestone (for me) because I had needed to overcome decades of resistance to the idea first. So I went off to M&S, where a suitable bra was pointed out to me. But from the start I could sense there might be disappointment and even a physical struggle ahead. Because despite being the correct size and super-stretchy, the bra seemed suspiciously small. For a while, I simply stared at it in the way that people with lots and lots of hair must look at those tiny latex swimming caps. And I thought: ‘Life is full of challenges. That’s just how it is. Please, get on with it.’

A good approach with difficult tasks is to break them down into stages, so I set out to do that. Very carefully I inched my way into the bra, feeling not unlike an enormous squid deliberately entangling itself in a fishing net. Halfway through the process, I caught a glance of my ridiculous self in the mirror. To be honest, it was really a little awkward. Suddenly, I was sure that this is not the image M&S are trying to promote, when they involve ‘real women’ in their advertising campaigns: it would be a step too far in testing people’s acceptance of imperfections. I knew that this was not an entirely helpful attitude, so I quickly reminded myself that the bra definitely had a lot of potential to offer ‘firm support’. And at times like these, support is something of value, no matter what form it may take. So I wriggled on.

The good news is that I did manage to get into the bra. And it fitted just like a second skin (not surprisingly). The not-so-good news is that I soon had to take it off, for the MRI scan. Because although it is fine to wear a non-underwired bra for a CT breast scan, it’s not possible to wear any type of bra during an MRI one.

As I haven’t started my cancer treatment, I am going to have to choose my battles wisely. The reality is: nobody should have to fight with their underwear. Maybe I will work on my ‘underwired bra entering technique’ then. Alternatively, I might consider that this bra has a different potential from the originally intended one. For example, it might be put to better use as a catapult. That could be fun: a sassy slingshot. We shall see.

Anonymous
  • I love this post so much ! I was really lucky and was actually GIVEN a bra by my Breast Cancer Nurse, and they checked whether I wore it straight after my operation. I did, but in fact wore it inside out, so I was told by another Breast Cancer Nurse at one of the checks afterwards in clinic. I was distraught at the fact that I would not be able to wear my sexy bras ever again. I also remember sitting for a very long time just looking at the bra, as you did, unable to summon the mental strength to actually put it on over all the dressings after my first shower.

  • Ah, thank you. Yes, it feels like a punishment wearing unlovely underwear. I have only had a few hours of that so far and I am back to wearing my nice things for as long as I can safely do so. My old life is disappearing. I don't want it to go. 

  • I'm loving your blog!! (you can probably tell with all my likes and comments). I'm dreading bra shopping. So far I'm wearing the ones I always have been. I'm having chemo them surgery so have a while to address shopping for new 'over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders'. My issue is, I've been told surgery 1 will be a left mastectomy and lymph clear out. Then more chemo and radiation. Then when the cancer is all gone, I'll be offered reconstruction to balance me out. I'm worried about life with 1 boob. Now, I'm not saying this as a brag (as they're the bain of my life, even pre-cancer) but I've got whoppers. Tops are 2 clothes sizes bigger than trousers. the cups on my bras are slightly bigger than my kids baseball caps. So life with just one - I'll be contently falling over sideways! I guess the empty left cup will make a good place to stash snack Shrug

  • Love the humour!! One can only laugh in adversity, if not you what IS the alternative right?

    I told myself it will take some getting used to, and I am not defined by my b00bs, be kind to myself3! They have come, done their duty to feed babies, and now we part. I know it will probably all hit me after mastectomy! Strong as this may sound, I feel and hear what u say about losing your old self. I am trying to see this is an added bit to me, ie the scars show my battle and will to carry on! No shame in that. Could be worse losing limbs, sight etc. So silver linings!!

    However, you don't have to say bye to sexy lingerie. Everything is temporarily to fit each chapter as we go along this journey.

    Sending hugs!! Love your blog.

    C x