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My Grandma rarely leaves the house without Lefty.
Without Lefty
Lefty is her prosthesis, her artificial left breast.
Lefty joined our family 12 years ago, shortly after an aggressive malignant tumor necessitated a mastectomy.
From those first days, Grandma has joked about Lefty’s heft (“Who knew I had such big knockers!”) and his mere presence in her life (“Where’d I leave that Lefty?”).
My sister, mother, and I were there with Grandma when she came home from the hospital with drainage tubes and bloody dressings. She was bruised and weak but undaunted.
She was resolute; she would beat cancer.
She has.
There’s no doubt in my mind the mastectomy was excruciating for her, physically and emotionally. It must have been.
It must have been, but it never showed.
In honor of my Grandma, I am contributing to the Saving Second Base project.
I hope you’ll visit my guest post at Once a Month Mom (available after 8am on Thursday) and please consider buying the e-cookbook when it is released at the end of the month.
Also submitted to Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop
© 2010, Tara Ziegmont. All rights reserved.
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What an uplifting story of such a trying thing. Your grandmother sounds like a fun lady!
My mother had a mastectomy many years ago and like you said, “there’s no doubt in my mind that it must have been excruciating for her, physically and emotionally..” She was the same. Strong as ever. What a role model I have.
Wow what an amazing spirit she has!
Glad to hear grandma has recovered. My foster sister had that done but I went the lumpectomy route. I was diagnosed last July.
Stopping by from writer’s workshop. Here’s a link to mine if you get a chance: http://zemeks.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-job-would-you-absolutely-never.html