The "M" Word

Last week I went to have my first mammogram. Yippy! (Nothing to worry about - just a base-line.)
It's funny how much hype goes around about the dreaded mammogram. I've heard all kinds of horror stories from friends and random acquaintances, not to mention the "not so funny" emails. It's a wonder anyone even goes to get this done the way everyone talks. Well, I'm here to break the myth. Come on now, let's all admit, it's not that bad! I mean I have stubbed my toe and had it hurt worse. Maybe it's just different after giving birth to two children, breaking bones, etc., but having a boob smooshed is not that big a deal. The worst part of it is getting over being manhandled. I'm not too keen on having a stranger grabbing my breast, positioning it, then smooshing it all while making small talk. I found it easier just to disconnect and think of it as a routine dental cleaning or something like that. It wasn't the most fun thing I've ever done, but it was far, far away from being the most painful.