Today I am scheduled for my annual mammogram. Yet another joy of womanhood. At least it will e at the local hospital with the delightful radiology technician who, as she is having your boobies squeezed within an inch if their lives, tell you they "look gorrrrgeous". She makes you feel like your saggy, baggies are the best thing about you.
After the mammogram experience of two summers ago, I feel a little apprehension about going today, but I know I should. Just seems like a rotten way to spend some of the final hours of summer. Not to mention the saggy, baggies compressed to that degree feel even worse.
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Went in for the 1st time in July. Yuck. The initial one wasn't bad, but I had to go back for a closer look and it was nasty. I understand your apprehension.
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