I get to have a baseline mammogram. Being 35 sucks.
As much as I despise the tit squishing, I can't help think it must be worse for women with small tits. How can you get a proper flattening in the scanner when there's not much to flatten?
Yeah, I had to get one, and the tit squish wasn't that bad, but the one where the machine pushes on your sternum was kinda unpleasant.
My only comment on mammograms is that they are a hell of a lot more comfortable than breast cancer.
That turtle peed a LOT! I was really excited, because I was playing with their 10-month old, and I was like, "A TURTLE! I totally get to show a baby a weird animal!"
It was very lost, and K drove the turtle back to the pond, a 1/2 mile away.
And can I squee a little bit about how cute this baby is? I'm usually not a "OOH CUTE BABY" person, but he is utterly charming. His dad is almost full-blooded Eskimo (and if there's a specific tribe or more appropo word, I've never heard K say it) and K's genes totally whupped my friend J's blonde German genes' ASSES. J looks exactly like his dad, and ZOMG, the roundest, chubbiest, most SMOOSHABLE cheeks evah.
I, uh, also had 2 glasses of wine, and I am a little happy.
My only comment on mammograms is that they are a hell of a lot more comfortable than breast cancer.
I know, I'm just whiny. I also got lectured about eating right. Yes, I know, whole grains. I wear a pedometer. I make soup. Leave me alone, lady.
I have to get a mammo this year. I'm not looking forward to it, but I figure it at least is more dignified than weekly dildocams.
It SO is. And it's over pretty quick.
And a lot of women say it doesn't hurt much at all (regardless of breast size). It hurt like hell to me but it's over Super fast so really no big deal!
Aims, you're kind of my hero right now for being that self-possessed.
I wish I was so brave. There are people I would hide from.
Yay turtle adventure!
Guess who has two thumbs and no internet, because the wire got knocked out again?!?! Yep, this girl. No water, no Internet, no health insurance, no cigarettes. I'm doing the "you have to laugh at yourself, otherwise you'll cry your eyes out" thing. I mean, REALLY?
Oh, well, guess it's time to run errands and make phone calls and work on my resume.
well ... it's New Orleans ... at least there's booze