Personal Reconstruction Story
First an aside: I am reluctantly home, but it is very nice to return to a better working computer system.
This is a lovely personal essay by my friend, Judith Ross, about her own decision to proceed with bilateral mastectomies and reconstruction--some years after her own breast cancer. She sent it to me and gave me permission to share it with you.
Breast-Reconstruction Surgery: ‘I’m Happy with My Choice’
“Don’t think that because this is happening to me, it somehow means that it can’t happen to you,” my mother told me in the spring of 1972, a few months before she died of the breast cancer that had spread to her ovaries.
As a 17-year-old wrapping up her junior year of high school, I was too busy balancing schoolwork with my aching heart to dwell on those words for very long. Even as I watched the person I loved most slip away, while feeling stunningly alone, I still believed that my own body was invincible.
More than 40 years later, I reacted with recognition and gratitude as I read Angelina Jolie’s op-ed in The New York Times about her “medical choice.” There was my story, or something close to it, spelled out for all to see. Surprisingly, Jolie and I have a lot in common.