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Where Gravity Goes - My Boobs Follow

I had to have my mammogram the other day.  Because I'm now FIFTY, my doctor said I had to now have them every year.  I was having them here and there - like every couple of years.  My last one was two years ago.

They don't hurt, they are uncomfortable.  It's four pictures - usually.  You put your right one on the metal type slab and they squish this plastic bowl down on it.  Then they do the left one.  No big deal.  They get you all settled into it and go to take the picture.  They say - "Hold your breath!".  I'm old, I'm fat, I'm out of shape, that ain't easy!!

It's the next two that get a little weird.

They turn the machine on an angle.  They are trying to get as much tissue as they can - so you have to scrunch up really close and give the machine a hug.  You have to get your armpit right into the corner, then put your arm up and around the machine.  Then comes the squish.  They squish it all into the machine.  Yeah, uncomfortable.

This is the one that they need to get it all perfect.  So what do they say to me?  Can you hold this one over there while I get this one into here?  Sad thing is, I could.

Next up - colonoscopy.  How fun is that one going to be?

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