My left had gone feral on me and the right had "abnormal geography" according to the ultrasound and other scans. I insisted that I wanted both off and was initially given all the "Not necessary, that's overkill, we'll monitor you very carefully "routine. I then told my surgeon that I felt that my right breast was a threat to my mental and emotional health, as well as potentially my future physical health. I asked her how she would feel if she knew that a convicted rapist lived next door to her...and that he had a duplicate key to her front door. No amount of reassurance such as "He has to report to his parole officer twice a week. He's completed a course in how to deal with his perverted behaviour, he's wearing an ankle monitor, so we know where he is at all times" and so on would ease her concern. After that, she said she understood completely my fear, real or imagined, and would remove both. Good move, as it turned out...the right side "abnormal geography" was an area of precancerous cells which apparently have a strong history of going bad. I wear my "fake titties" when going out (sometimes), but otherwise go F & F. My one big regret is that I no longer have a handy place to keep mt crochet hook or pen for marking off knitting patterns.