One year uniboob already; I can't decide for myself if time has gone by fast or slow. Both is true in a way, it feels like ages ago and yet I can't believe that's its one year already. My "new" body feels very natural to me now and I have healed so well; I feel… Continue reading One Year with One Boob
An email pops up on my phone one afternoon. "Yes, we'd very much like to use your after picture at the breast surgery ward. We just need to figure out the details. When can you come by to get the slip for the photo studio?" I felt like screaming. So excited. Small that they may… Continue reading Small changes causing big emotions
I'm getting used to daily life with my new self, both mentally and physically, and my energy level seems to be increasing day by day at the moment. Wanting to give an update for a long time, but I've prioritized otherwise; I'm very fond of the idea of me as a busy bee again. It's… Continue reading Ordinary life as an extraordinary uniboob
As the healing of my scar progress, I feel the process mirrored inside of me. To say that the last seven months have been the worst of my life is still an understatement. Just saying the words in my head feels shocking: "I had cancer". Essentially the same disease that killed my grandmother. In general… Continue reading Healing is more than scar tissue
Now a few weeks of *not* doing chemotherapy has passed and I've had some time to reflect on all that has been and still is. I still feel like I'm in some kind of honeymoon period, feeling mostly joy and ease even though I'm not thoroughly up to normal speed again. I still get the… Continue reading The uniboob mission – Raising awareness on the flat choice in Denmark
Brystkræft rammer hver 9. kvinde i Danmark, og delvis eller hel fjernelse af brystet er en realitet for rigtig mange. Det er ikke nogen perifer sygdom, der rammer en lille del af befolkningen. Alligevel ser man stort set aldrig kvinder med et bryst eller uden bryster. Jeg ved hvorfor og håber på, at vi kan… Continue reading Politiken kronik: Bliver jeg en freak?
I'm turning the pages of the portfolio of the plastic surgeon. She's understandably proud of her work. "I'm sure I can get a very good result with you," she reassures me, while I'm looking at small breasts, medium breasts, large breasts. They're all fake, it's easy to see. It's undeniable good work, but the situation… Continue reading We – the system