Collecting Cartoons – Body Image At Work

You might this offensive, but I find humor in big boob cartoons. Having been a former humongous big breasted, and now no breasted, woman, I have started collecting humorous cartoons (NOT PORN) that depict big bazookas without being demeaning. I laughed at such images when my breasts hung to my waist; I’m really laughing at them now as part of the mourning process for my breasts.

For someone who chose not to have obesity surgery because of refusing to deform her body (don’t yell, I know bariatric surgery works – this is my sh!t), opting to cut off both my breasts for Stage 0 breast cancer might seem incongruous. It isn’t. That aspect, however, does help explain grieving my breasts – not because I feel a loss of femininity or sexual identity. Shock is the best word I can find to describe that first glance at my chest. For days I couldn’t help with the dressing changes because I could not bear the lack of sensation and the lack of breasts. Sue would gently turn me away from the mirrors while she did nursing duty. This week I have been on my own for dressing changes and am fully experiencing my incisions, skin sensations, scars, excess skin waiting to be adjusted at the final surgery. While I do have some “boobage” now from saline in the tissue expanders, I know that I will never have real breasts. What I have chosen to do is purely cosmetic and at times regret the choice (usually in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep because of discomfort and when I start obsessing over the possibility of more complications). I also know that had I elected not to undergo reconstruction, I would have regretted that choice even more. My body image, while unstable throughout my life, would not have tolerated a scarred, flat chest and having to wear a device to accommodate the new sizes I am shrinking into.

So, without further inner psychoanalysis I present my first (OK, second, check here) boob image that caused my sister and I to giggle in the aisles at Walgreens while looking for a birthday card. Feel free to submit your images to

“A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.” Proverbs 17:22

Booby trap cartoon

Scanned from the front of a greeting card: Tomato Cards,


8 thoughts on “Collecting Cartoons – Body Image At Work

  1. I’m with you on the bariatric surgery, and personally, I think it only “works” for weight loss. It fixes symptoms of the underlying issues that make people eat too much in the first place. I have a VERY strong opinion on this one and will spare you the rest.

    And that photo is awful… and awfully funny!! I had to share that one with my mom.

    • One of the pioneers of bariatric surgery was a colleague at the last medical school where I worked. I chatted him up one day about the choice of surgery versus continued struggles with diet. He revealed that his own daughter was obese so he understood all the implications very personally. He was a strong advocate of diet. That conversation stuck with me whenever I would waver, and yes I have strong feelings about the surgical approaches. I also continue to be pissed that the NIH will not fund more research for studying individual approaches to diet interventions or that the public moans about the obesity epidemic while the experts freely admit they have little to offer obese folks. The “pull yourself up by your boot straps” approach is easily said by those who are successful or those who have never been fat. Don’t get me started, oh, wait….

  2. Ouch! But funny! πŸ™‚ Will be on the lookout for images/cartoons of a tasteful variety.

    When I had my lumpectomy 15 years or so ago, I was advised I could remove the white gauze pad 3 days after surgery. Despite some pre-event queasiness, I did so while on the phone with my Mom. Needless to say, one split-second glance and I swooned and had to sit down on the bed and put my head between my legs. Once I took some breaths and regained some wits about me, I decided to look again. Good thing, because what I had seen in my previous speed glimpse was actually a Bandaid. All I had seen were the little dimples on the back of it and thought that was my skin, I guess. I felt so silly! A few days later when I looked at the actual incision, it a total non-event. πŸ™‚

  3. As a big busted (and now slightly deflated and sagging – thanks weight loss AND aging process) woman, that cartoon made me guffaw. I’ll look for some funnies for you – I appreciate your approach to everything that you are going through.

  4. I saw that card in the store and laughed. I have one I will scan and submit.

    We all have to find a way to laugh and to look on the bright side – thus my blog name!

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