Outraged of Sussex!!!

After my suggestion that I should post pics of my poor battered boob, it all went quiet... I thought you'd all gone chicken on me, although I can understand that after reading all this so far my poor brother knows far more about me on a far deeper level than he finds comfortable! (be brave, IB1!)

Anyhow, then I found this story...
So now it seems that Facebook has a problem with seeing the honest-to-goodness results of life-saving surgery. So, in an ill-considered, knee-jerk reaction to this piece of outrageous censorship, here it comes in all its glory.

Just to be on the safe side, (now I have learned how to do this!) you have to click "Read More" to see the picture... this is to ensure that the picture is only visible if you actively choose.
You're making a choice to look - it wasn't an unhappy accident.

WARNING: - Clicking "Read More" will reveal a picture of breast surgery scars.
By clicking on this link you're accepting that you're going to see this.
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OK, here it is. This is what breast cancer did to me. It changed my life;

• it made me take drugs off a man I barely know which wrecked bits of my body, some of which I wanted to be destroyed and some of which I am hoping will come back to life soon
• it made me let a tall man with an outrageously lovely accent take a knife to me and make me look like this...

Is this pornography? You tell me...