Amazons go shoppingBMJ 2006; 333 doi: https://doi.org/10.1136/bmj.333.7562.309 (Published 03 August 2006) Cite this as: BMJ 2006;333:309
- Mary E Black, public health physician (firstname.lastname@example.org)
We are a family of one breasted women; some of us have lost two. Mine are in pretty good shape; they have been widely admired in the past and have almost four feeding years racked up on their milometer (lactometer?). I have sensibly and unemotionally accepted that my breasts may be time limited parts of my body. Sometimes I wonder which one might get lopped off first—the ever lumpy right one, or the left one, which was the children's favourite. “Because you were close to my heart” I used to tell my two children when they asked me why as babies they liked feeding from my left breast the most.
We are a family of matter of fact, over-achieving, well endowed women with careers and medals and babies. I self check with my patients, friends, and family. I hold cancer in awe but not in terror; if you get cancer, you deal with it and move on.
My mother takes an Amazonian view that not many people look at …