Last night I went for my very first mammogram.
Boy, was that fun!
Not.
The girls haven't been man-handled like that since my junior high boyfriend got curious.
But I thought I should go, just to have a baseline done. So I have stuff to compare it to later. Especially since both my mother and my grandmother had breast cancer. And the fact that I had cancer makes me think I'm an easy target (even though there's not really any medical evidence of that).
No results yet.
Just flattened boobs.
Can someone pass the syrup?
(PS: this is my 400th post!)
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I liken it to breast-feeding a whale (not that I have ever actually done that!), but WORTH it, they save lives! Good job keeping second base safe!!
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