She wouldn’t let up. Constant pressure to undergo radiation—dismissing my voice, steamrolling my boundaries. So I made the hard call: try a new one, even if it meant traveling farther. Meanwhile, lymphedema crept in—pain, swelling, even with near-constant massages. Then came the twist: I found out my new plastic surgeon is a renowned SuperMicro Surgeon. He literally wrote the book on LVB surgery. And that’s when the fury hit—I could’ve had LVB preventatively during my mastectomy. No one told me.Again I’m thinking what is wrong with you fucking people?? But I’m still here. Still fighting. Because when knowledge fails us—resilience leads.
Fired the Breast Surgeon
