Thanks for the suggestions re how to handle this situation.
During a Long Night of Deep Thought (one of many), last night, I decided that I would explain to him before he'd asked me to strip down and face his long mirror that I appreciated his professional skills and since this operation, have a great admiriation for the work that surgeons do. (The surgeon whose son I teach is the hand surgeon at the Clinique where I was and she came to see me after doing several operations that day and she said she's shattered at night on a Friday.)
So, with the greatest respect, my breasts are his handiwork but they are also part of my body and for the moment I do not feel ready to see my body and it is no reflection on his work.
I even practised it in French at 2am in my bed!
Night night!
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