While at the Doctors on Wednesday they scheduled me for my yearly mammogram! Today I went! Today wasn't as bad as the other two I've had. I give credit to the technician. She was older than me and just laughed at my modesty. I kept holding the gown to cover me. She kept telling me to let it go and relax my arms. We giggled.....I was having a hard time relaxing. I was grabbing the machine and hanging on. She was laughing and telling me to let go. It was okay to hold on with one hand....I think I was suppose to at times but not with both. We just kept laughing. I finally tried to just not care and let my "girls" be free......that only lasted a few seconds and I was pulling at the gown again. I thought it was especially funny when she told me to hold my breath. I was holding my breath. I don't know how anyone can breathe when they are being squished like that. I didn't dare move or breathe. I will admit though when she told me NOT to breathe that is exactly when I needed to breathe.....every time! I giggled as I drove home! It's these kind of tests that remind me I am getting old!
I hope I never have a guy give me a mammogram! Last year it was a guy that took me to my room and I was horrified....he was just a receptionist though and I was very relieved!
