Tubular Woman: A Memoir of Breasts Undeveloped

By Jessica Marie

If you have ever bought an I love Boobies bracelet and truly meant it, this book is definitely for you. Although this book is not about Breast Cancer Awareness, I like to think that my story is an extension of the same type of admiration. Whether the breasts in your life are too big, too small, broken and/or repaired, this is a book that breast owners of all types will enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jessica Marie
• Release date: Apr 10, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310586354

Jessica Marie

The world, which presently consists of going back and forth between Mexico City and Nashville, is my desk. I carry it around with me on my way to work on the Metro, taking a ride to Chapultepec Park on the old city busses, and on my way back home on the airplane. No matter where I am, I am the type of writer who is constantly working on a something. I cannot help myself. Thoughts are always flooding my mind as I go from here to there and from place to place. Little episodes flash before my eyes, and I need to write the details as quickly as possible before they're gone. Although imperfect and not entirely clear, it is at least a start...Who knows if they will ever come back, and if I don't write them down I will be left with nothing.When I am able to be in one place long enough to sit down and actually just write, it isn't easy. Being quite the busy body that I am, I get bored just sitting there and would need a lifetime supply of coffee, suckers, Cheese-its, and cigerettes (if I still smoked ;) ) to get me through.

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Tubular Woman

a memoir of breasts undeveloped

Jessica Marie

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Copyright © 2015 by Jessica Marie.

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Tubular Woman: A Memoir of Breasts Undeveloped/ Jessica Marie. —1st ed.

ISBN 978-1-3105863-5-4

Contents

Introduction

Chapter 1 – The Female Breasts

Chapter 2 – Adolescence

Chapter 3 – Early Womanhood

Chapter 4 – A Breast-less Life

Chapter 5 – Breast Augmentation 101

Chapter 6 – Round I

Chapter 7 – Square One

Chapter 8 – Round II

Conclusion

Bibliography

About the Author

To my mother

"We have a little sister,

And she has no breasts;

What shall we do for our sister

On the day that she is spoken for?"

-Song of Solomon 8:8 (NASB)

Introduction

(Part I)

I need to be completely straightforward with you. Since there is no easy way to say it, I am just going to say it too. Simply put, this is a book about my breasts. As if that weren’t enough, my breasts were no ordinary breasts either. If you decide to keep reading you are about to be exposed to more pictures of my breasts than you had probably ever hoped to be exposed to. If you do not think that you can handle it, I suggest you stop while you still can. I wouldn’t blame you either, for stopping anyways. For the longest time, I couldn’t bear to look at them either; some days I still can’t. It just amazes me at how much this seemingly minor detail (my breasts) has totally affected my whole life. I cannot help but to wonder how much this same seemingly minor detail is totally affecting someone else's either.

I was thirty-one years old when questions about the normality of my breasts were kind of first answered. After my first serious inquiry into getting Boob Botox, (silly I know) the plastic surgeon’s secretary had nonchalantly mentioned to me that implants would be the better solution. After the surgeon had reviewed my photos, he noticed that my breasts were tuberous. She then went on to explain how tuberous just meant that my breasts were in the shape of a tube. It was not until one year later through a consultation with a different surgeon where I learned that my breasts were not just tube-shaped. For the first time in my life, I learned about a rare and genuine condition called Tuberous Breast Deformity (TBD). I also found out that I was one of the people who had it.

Immediately I did what I imagine any woman would do when she finds out that she has a rare and genuine condition concerning her breasts: I started researching like crazy. After countless hours of trying to scrape up as much information as possible, I was left with more questions than answers. I found myself still not knowing exactly what TBD was, and I was not clear on how I got it either. I also wanted to know how many other women had the deformity too. (To my surprise, I also found out that the condition affects men. I wouldn’t want to make a wrong assumption, but I imagine that this deformity affects men and women very differently.) Because there wasn’t that much information out there, I didn’t find what I was looking for. From what I did find, one source would say one thing while another source would say something different. Some of the information matched up, but some of it didn’t. To make matters worse, each case of TBD looked so different from one another too. While one photo would reveal one thing, another photo would reveal something totally different.

The exact percentage of women in the population who have Tuberous Breast Deformity is not known, because not everybody is seeking help (surgery). I am sure that most women, like myself, don’t even know what to ask or where to begin. We end up just keeping our concerns about our breasts to ourselves. We never know that this very delicate part of us has fallen victim to a legitimate condition. It makes sense that the research was not entirely clear then. It’s got to be hard (for even an expert) to make more specific generalizations about a particular deformity if not everybody is, for whatever reason, recognizing it and getting help.

From the women who have sought help, it appears as though Tuberous Breast Deformity "affects one to five percent of all breast augmentation patients [1]." In 2011, there were 307,000 Breast Augmentations performed [2]. If the deformity affects one to five percent of these patients that would mean that anywhere between 3,070 and 15,350 of them had Tuberous Breast Deformity. (I would love to meet every single one of them and hear their story. Am I the only one that TBD has made so crazy?)

Although I had a better idea of how many women had this deformity, I was still left with a lot of other unanswered questions. I had not found that cut and dry definition of what Tuberous Breasts Deformity is either. I had come to the conclusion that perhaps, by definition, TBD is a condition that is as unique and as varied as the women who (sometimes secretly) embody it.

They are just boobs. Who cares about boobs!? In a way, I think my sister might have been right. But when you have always been beautiful, (she has) you do not know what it is like when you are not. When you have always had breasts, (she has too) you couldn’t possibly imagine what it is like when you do not. I imagine that is why it took me so long to do what I did. In a logical sense I had known that they were just boobs too. All logic aside though, I could never get past the fact that as far as me and mine were concerned; they just weren’t. They never would be either.

Here is just one of the many beautiful and bust-ly sisters that I