Executive Director Brian Silver

Posted by admin | Feb 24, 2011

Save Your Boobs is a non-profit organization for breast cancer awareness and reconstruction. We focus on empowering women through cosmetic and reconstructive surgery.

“The beauty of flying like an eagle is the ability to soar without looking back.”

Learn from the past, move forward, and focus on the future. This is my motto. Wanting something is not enough. You must hunger for it. Your motivation must be absolutely compelling in order to overcome the obstacles that will inevitably come your way

I base my individual accomplishment through comprehensive coverage of charitable organizations, social networking events and humanitarian involvements. I endeavor to be a humanitarian socialite whose network helps uplift individuals, organizations and communities. It is my quest to help charities. Therefore, I have developed strategies that will bring more awareness to non-profit organizations and their mission.

My primary goal is to close the ethnic gap between multiple cultures while assisting individuals to teach and support each other to accomplish self enrichment, business enhancement and community patronization.

I am committed to promoting integrity, customer/client service and maintaining the highest standard of ethical conduct in all of my activity involvements. I am dedicated to the following principals:

• Compassion
• Communication
• Responsibility
• Respect
• Results
• Determination
• Drive

2020 Pennsylvania Ave NW, #148
Washington, DC 20006

202.495.8515
BrianJSilver@saveyourboobs.org

ANGELA – My MOM’s Life With Breast Cancer

Posted by ashley | Aug 10, 2010

My mother is a breast cancer survivor. It has been several years, but she still fights with other health issues. When my mom was diagnosed I was in shock! My first thought was, I am going to lose my mother, my best friend, the women that I look up to. She has one mastectomy only to then again go through another surgery because some of her lymph nodes needed to be removed. She went through chemo treatment and then radiation, and NEVER complained. We would call to see how she was doing or stop by to visit with her and she would be so sick yet so happy that she is here and fighting. She couldn’t eat a thing, she was always nauseated, and pain yet she managed to stay so strong and gave me strength that I never thought I had.  My mother is such an inspiration to me!! I do my best to attend all the walks supporting breast cancer awareness and I also got a beautiful pink ribbon with my mothers name Yvonne through it on the inside of my forearm. To be the women that my mother is is what it is all about for me!!

Thank you for showing your continued support!!!

Carla’s Fight!

Posted by ashley |

CARLA’S STORY- Her Fight For LIFE…

Okay its the beginning of April so my little sister and I are shopping for bathing suits for Jamaica and we are in the dressing trying them on, when I noticed my breast was really red and warm to the touch… NOT AGAIN I said! We left right away and I called my doctor who was out of town, great! could my luck be any worse I thought?! So they gave me the doctor that takes her patients when she is away, I called and he had me come in right away. I pulled up in front of the new doctors office and Michael was waiting for me in the parking lot, we walked in and my heart was beating so fast I was so scared.

The doctor told me that things didn’t look promising and that he wanted me to go to the hospital. He told me I had time to go home and get packed and go have dinner, but I was going to be in there for awhile. The doctor called ahead to the hospital and they had a room waiting for me as soon as I got there. The put me on antibiotics via- IV and I met with the infectious diseases doctor the next day when she came to room. She said things did not look promising and if the infection didn’t clear up with the IV they had to remove the tissue expander. After 4 days on IV it was still red, I had no choice! there was NO WAY I was going to Jamaica with an infection hoping it would clear up, and if things got worse there, I would end up in a Jamaican hospital (which was out of the question). Okay…Okay… I’ll just end this quick by saying YES! I was a uni-boob bride!