Open mind...

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Open mind…

 

A special lady known to me,

Refused the boobs obligatory,

And chose a flat chest symmetry,

In place of bumpy mammary...

She's told breasts are a posh frock must,

And yet I reply, with disgust,

That silhouette is me, my life,

My possible, after the knife...

 

I have a friend who challenged the system  by electing for a second mastectomy rather than breast reconstruction, and it wasn't easy to get consent.  I think it is a clever decision, which might suit others too?

 

Anyway she was told to get double prosthesis, as the clinic thought she would later maybe want to wear them in dresses -although she thinks unlikely.  This is her account of the fitting -you have to laugh?

 

"Very interesting visit to the breast cancer nurse to get my new prothesises. After selecting and then shoving them in a bag remarking I don't really intend wearing them we had a good chat about why. She called a colleague in. Nurse 2 listened and asked if I didn't feel more confident now I had them on. Her face when I said they were in the bag not on was a picture.

 

They have asked if I would go and talk to their next team meeting and the next breast cancer support group.  Perhaps I should start a boobless and free campaign!"

 

© 6/2014 Ailsa Tims. All rights reserved.

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Re-worked from a Pam Ayers Classic - Ode to BC........

    They were prodded and poked positioned and squashed

    A mammogram taken and all hope is lost

    It’s too late now to count all the cost

    I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    Next step is the surgeon that you have to see

    He recommends node clearance and mastectomy

    My eyes are now teary, surely this cannot be

    Oh I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    His work completed and my heads in a mess

    How can I now wear that new low cut dress

    When I'm now so uneven, I sob in distress

    Oh I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    With picc line inserted and chemo to follow

    You begin to worry but mostly feel hollow

    What is the outcome, what sort of tomorrow

    Oh I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    Your hair all falls out, your suddenly bald

    even on warm days you always feel cold

    On with the hat now permanently installed

    Oh I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    The next step in the process of this little show

    Is radiotherapy, how much will I glow ?

    I could lay an egg there and cook it you know

    Oh I wish I'd felt both of me tits.

     

    I’ve twisted and turned, with this roller coaster

    Been cut and poisoned and put on a roaster

    The future will tell if we killed this imposter

    Oh I wished I'd felt both of me tits.

    G n' J (breast group)

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    How amazing, are you Dreamthief or G n' J -I love this!!  So funny -I think we need more of this?  Thank you!! :)

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hi Dreamthief, can I share your poem on my Facebook page, Whims and Wishes, it is just priceless!  Do you write a lot? Thanks, Ailsa

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hi Ailsa, Thought you may have enjoyed that. We also posted it as your reply in the under 50's group.

    We've been helping out mostly in the main breast group, answering older other group posts that have no replies and guiding new members around Maccyland in the new to site areas for a while now.

    Not really a poet but if it ends with a smile we're up for it. See profile.

    Our favourite saying is whoever said Tax doesn't need to be Taxing obviously has never had it and this picture which sums up chemo brain nicely :-)

    Take care Ailsa, George & Jackie

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Just read your request - of course you can.

    When I originally posted it in the breast group a while back someone thought Pam ought to read it herself at the Edinburgh fringe festival :-)

    G n' J