I was on my way to Timberridge this morning for my first ever mammogram. I’ve feared the procedure for years, and kept losing the scrips I’ve been given to have one done. But my sister’s confident claim that they don’t hurt like the urban myth says finally got me off my duff and down the highway.
En route, I was listening to Mr Bob and Kathy on 93.7 K-Country and they were having the annual Stop Children’s Cancer Bear-A-Thon. Having lost my sister Susan to cancer 11 years ago, and with a passel of young nephews and nieces in the family, I always feel a moral obligation to donate. And so I did.
In the booth with the radiologist, I was directed to place my breasts in various positions for scanning. Between each pose, the gal would say “hold still…” I couldn’t help but laugh inside. Just a couple evenings ago, I watched my littlest niece, Autumn, laughing and playing along withher favorite TV show, Yo Gabba Gabba. Every few moments, the dancing characters would call out “hold still…” and she would freeze in place. So, when she and her sister are of the age that they need this screening, I’ll be sure to remind them of how Yo Gabba Gabba taught me – and them – to do the right thing! My long-time fears were unfounded; it didn’t hurt at all. Here’s hoping for a clean baseline!