The countdown is on: 7 days ’til my unilateral DIEP. . It’s been on the radar since my cancer diagnosis 18 months ago, but I’m still scared by the prospect of, well, lots of things really. . One is that I can’t do this again: I’m not sure I can (or want to) reprise my role in the Cancer Shitshow. . After all, while a DIEP is not an oncological procedure or treatment and has a more positive “we have the technology to rebuild you” slant than chemo, radiotherapy or a mastectomy, I wouldn’t have chosen to have tissue taken from my abdomen and transplanted into my right breast if I hadn’t had breast cancer. . And for me it is a treatment: it’s surgery that will remedy and reconstruct a part of me that was deconstructed because of a disease; it’s a kind of #cancernotcancer#treatmentnottreatment . . But I have made the choice to have a DIEP over other options and I’m confident that this is the right decision for me. Let’s do this.