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At one point he put his head in my lap, and we were talking and laughing, and I leaned over so far he said, ' Is that a boob on my forehead?' I laughed and said, ' Sorry, I don’t feel that one!In my head, this is how I imagined the conversation would play out: OK, so he didn’t really run away screaming, but the horrified look on his face made it pretty obvious that I had made a fatal boo boo.Since I write this blog and I’ve received press coverage for it, I assumed that the guy–being well versed in the ways of the Internet–had already run a Google search of my name and had come across the blog and articles about me. Instead of asking guys if they’ve Google stalked me, I now try another tactic: DO look for ways for your date to indirectly mention it (BRCA mutation, mastectomy, whatever “it” is) without knowing…I call these “topic triggers.” A few weeks after the failed date (which was also my LAST with said guy…hmm, I wonder why?And it does make for some interesting reading material for the ol’ blog.So in order to report back to my loyal readers and answer your question “How do you tell someone you’re dating about your mastectomy/implants/BRCA mutation? And I’ve learned some DOs and DON’Ts of dating post-mastectomy.Flash forward to 2016 and, experts say, there’s a very different attitude.
For example, I’ve used my visits to the Playboy Mansion as a segue to my BRCA mutation and mastectomy.I mentioned that yes, I had undergone a prophylactic mastectomy and now had breast implants, but most of the conversation was focused on the blog and the actual writing of it.It ended up being a very valuable conversation for me, because he helped me sort through some issues I’ve been having as a writer.I thought it would be an easy way to cheat and deal with the subject without having to explain it myself. I still had to explain it all to him–the BRCA mutation, the family history of breast cancer, the mastectomy, the implants–but I had to do it while fighting to convince him that I wasn’t hiding something really bad. ) I went out with another guy, who I had met online.In my dating profile, I mentioned that I blog (in addition to other exhilarating hobbies, such as scrapbooking, playing with my cat, and being a grandma). I explained to him that my blog is about hereditary breast cancer and preventative surgeries, a seemingly niche topic with a surprisingly big audience online.