Ban the crushed Tupperwares (Breast tissue expanders)

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It is difficult to adequately describe the past 8 weeks of my life.
Early December a piece of apparatus, medical term a TE (tissue expander) was inserted into my breast at The Royal Brisbane & Woman’s Hospital in Queensland, Australia. Without prior consent hmm is that not what consultations are for? 

The only way to describe the sensation (not the pain) is if you could imagine a large round hard Tupperware closed with jagged edges crushed inside my skin. I am a dancer and a teacher and I need to be able to move my body free of pain. No scrap that let’s just say I’m a human being and I believe we all have the right to be able to move without pain where possible. At the moment I can’t do that along with the other woman who have reached out to me. Their description of the TE, sadly I cannot write it here. 
The pain, throbbing, stabbing, burning and since 3 weeks pectoral spasms constantly 24/7.

The worst part of this whole diabolical episode is, that I am wasting away, at my wits end physically, mentally and emotionally. Perhaps it’s the pain, the no sleep or the fact that no surgeon can fit me in to remove it. The Queensland hospitals are so busy and no medical professional even going to A & E three times...can help me get this Tupperware out of my body. I understand there’s people in A & E with legs/arms/heads and everything else snapped or falling off. I waited my turn - they still couldn’t manage to take it out. A surgeon at RBWH said it is a 45 minute procedure, that’s when the smiling tears started.

Going on 9 weeks today, is it me? A medical specialist recently said to me...it’s not urgent. Not quite sure she would be saying that if it was her wearing a Tupperware.

I have graphic photographs and some recordings of every stage of this unbearable chapter in my life. 

Ive got to have gone through this for a reason who knows but at least if I can plant a seed out there to spread the word then I’m doing it. 
I have a daughter and my message to everyone out there especially my girl, no man or woman has the right to put anything inside your body without prior consent. I’m sure that goes for animals too...oh no that’s right they can’t talk...so the surgeon from RWBH that called me a scared animal, you’re damn right I am. But I’ve got a voice and I’m using it. 
From a scared human in Queensland Australia.