I wish that I had taken pictures of my breasts before they were removed. It was the strangest thing to wake up and have them gone. It’s been more than three years but I can still feel where the nipples were. When I drink something cold or touch the air a couple inches out from my chest, a little lower than the reconstructed ones, I feel that familiar nipple tingle. I don’t think about them all the time now but sometimes I still miss my breasts.
Author Note: A Stroll Down Mammary Lane is an illustrated journal chronicling eighteen months of our experience with breast cancer diagnosis, treatment and cure. During the long convalescence, I spent most of my time horizontal healing from multiple surgeries, chemotherapy and other treatments. I was unable to work in my pottery studio and my career as a full time ceramic sculptor was put on hold while I focused on getting through one procedure at a time. I wasn’t able to do much but I did draw and it resulted in about 90 illustrations of my process of fighting breast cancer.
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