Yesterday anger welled within me seeing myself with the RECALLED, ruptured implants superimposed over my implanted breasts in the image I posted, but then deleted. SEEING IT really impacted me. It touched anger around nobody having had the decency to tell me I had recalled devices in me.
They notify people of recalled vehicle parts and other devices with issues. I’ve had the same address and phone number since before my augmentation date. I wasn’t hard to find. Nobody tried.
I tend to keep my anger contained within. When it does surface I acknowledge it, feel it, and try to quickly move into a place of using my anger as energy to make things better. I so rarely allow myself to express anger and when I do I feel the need to qualify it.
It is always my ultimate intention to build bridges and make things better even when addressing a grievously injurious circumstance. That I doubt will ever change, but as I heal I have to allow myself room to feel, express and process whatever surfaces. Yesterday it was anger.
A letter or phone call would have prevented this. It was an unthinkable oversight.
Breast Implant Failure & Illness 