"What's Wrong With Your Foot?" Oh, I Had A Mammogram".

Every year, I have a mammogram...I know that it's a valuable tool in the fight against that insidious disease -breast cancer.  And I know so many women who have fought and won the battle because of that machine.  But I don't have to LIKE it.

I don't want to be dismissive of its importance or jokey about its use -- but come on!  Everyone knows that women had little say in its design.  It had to be a sadistic guy...I just know it!  For the men ...consider what putting your "junk" in a vise would feel like... Ouch.... 

I know I'm a bigger wimp than most but twice now, during my yearly examines, I've gotten light-headed and slid to the floor.  The first time, I'm still not sure how I managed to snap out of the machine, on my way down.  Most recently,  the technician helped me ease down to the floor but not before I banged the heck out of my foot.  She had me lay down until I regained my composure.  EMBARRASSING!  She was so kind and told me that everyone reacts differently...and it doesn't matter if you're flat as a board or as ample as Dolly Parton.  It's an uncomfortable and unnatural position to be in...

Oh, I talk big about not going back but I'm going to keep getting mammograms.. They're too important to discontinue just because I'm a big baby.  But I AM  going to start wearing steel-toed boots to my appointment from now on!