Like a lot of women – I’m partial to a bit of window shopping and when something really takes my fancy, splurging (within reason) on whatever that may be.

The ‘shopping’ experience I’ve just had was rather unusual though – selecting the implants which will soon shape my new breasts.

While some mastectomy patients I’ve spoken to have been tempted to go and pick a set of ‘Pammy’s’ – that certainly isn’t the situation in my case.

Guided by my surgeon and breast care nurse, we decided on a ‘nice little C-Cup’.

The process of selection involved assessing my frame, discussing the implants volume (around 480 mills), shape (height, width & depth/projection. Ohh and we’re going for ‘teardrop’ rather than the old round ones) and their texture.

Initially it was expected Dr D would remove the tissue expanders and insert the implants by making another incision through the same scars. Unfortunately though, there’s not a lot of tissue between my skin and the expanders and it’s a bit too thin. So – he’ll be taking the safer option of starting from scratch underneath.

Reckon I’ve just scored myself another nickname – ‘quattro’.

I’m not overly thrilled at having an additional two scars underneath, but obviously none of this is about cosmetics! I’m also a bit disappointed at myself for not taking better care of the original scars (I looked after them – but maybe could have done more.) Although I taped the scars before going to the pool/gym – in hindsight I may have decided not to attempt so much.

It’s amazing how much all this can play on your mind. I was really tired last night, yet didn’t get much sleep. Bring on Monday!