I don't have a naturally green thumb, so the only thing I'm going to be harvesting in August will be my fat.
You read that correctly. My fat will be harvested in August.
This is what I was made for.
This is what the extra chocolates and Starbucks Pink Drinks have brought me to - the harvest. The day where my hard work, determination, and love for complex carbs will reap its benefits.
The procedure that Dr. M is going to do is, actually, kind of cool. He's going to liposuction (harvest) fat from my thighs (because they've rubbed together since I was 12 I figured it was the best place to start with stubborn fat) and then inject the fat into my boobs. WHAAAT!
Since my implants have settled and I don't have any natural tissue or fat (remember that Dr. R got rid of all that during the mastectomy), Dr. M is going to fill up some of that now empty space with the most natural and most stubborn substance that my body produces - INNER THIGH FAT!!!
Something I never thought I would say when I was in my 20's - I've got fake tits and I'm getting lipo.
PS. If you don't know what that top image is of/from - it is two bags of fat from Becca's heavy boobs episode of My Crazy Ex-Girlfriend. Season one is now on Netflix. You are welcome.
Christina Mallory Chicoraske - a 30 year old, 4th generation Okie, diagnosed BRCA2+ and undergoing a prophylactic bilateral mastectomy. This is the tale of my journey with hopes to inform and encourage other young women searching for answers after a BRCA1/2 gene mutation discovery.