Annual Breast Exam

This morning I had my yearly mammogram.  Yes, I am that old; also, with breast cancer on both sides of my family, it is just the wise thing to do.

It is not the fun thing to do, however. 

When I called for my appointment I asked for the earliest appointment they could find for me.  Therefore, I was the first appointment of the day.  I'm glad, because that gave me very little time to sit and wait and worry about it.

Mammograms are not fun, but in my experience they aren't all as bad as everyone makes them out to be.  In my experience, some of them are as awful as everyone makes them out to be.

Today's photo session was seriously great.  The technician was awesome.  It still hurt, don't get me wrong.  But she was careful and kind and thoughtful and helpful.  Best. mammogram. ever.

Three more words I never thought I'd say together!

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P.S.  Breast cancer is ugly.  It is invasive.  It is a killer.  Please, please, please...do your monthly self-breast exams (celebratory grope) and as soon as the doctor tells you it is time, get your annual mammogram!

My Body Didn't Like It

Here are the 5 body safety rules that I taught in Good Touch/Bad Touch. They are good rules for everyone to know in order to keep their bodies safe:

1. It's MY body!
2. The Uh-Oh Feeling: If I think something is wrong, I'm probably right. I have the right to trust my feelings.
3. Say NO! and get away.
4. Tell a grown-up.
5. It's NEVER my fault!

Yesterday I had a mammogram. It was not fun. I have treated bread dough more kindly and gently than the technician treated me.

I skipped Rule 3. *sigh*