Left Front.
To the Side, right.
To the Side, left.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
It's all over for another year. Easy peasy x-ray squeezy.
Another updated set of funbag shots for the Mammography Mugbook.
And, I can assure you - beyond the shadow of a doubt - they cannot look any worse than this:
Those of you readers out there who have yet to schedule your first mammogram, please don't listen to all the jibber jabber out there. About how it's so cold, you should practice sleeping naked on the garage floor mid-winter (it's a little brisk, not so much as your nerples are going to freeze and fall off). Don't believe that you should have someone back a car over your boobage to get used to the squished feeling (yes it's a tad awkward, but it's not impossible).Truth be told, as tests go, it's neither horrible nor is it excruciatingly painful. Moreover - it's necessary. Get 'er done, ladies!! Make it a New Year's resolution.
Finally, in the "Why Didn't I think of This EARLIER?" department, I should have brought a bottle of maple syrup to give to the technician. If she appeared quizzical, I would clarify: "If you're gonna squish them like pancakes, we may as well have something to go with them...".
Next year...
