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This is my oh-so-glamorous mammogram face. Like it? I know, I know… I should really think about getting into modeling. I mean look at that hand positioning! And the way my tongue just kind of falls out of my mouth. Amazing. 
Today was mammogram day for me at Sloan-Kettering. I’d like to take a moment right here to say that it was SUCH a different experience than I am used to when I go to HH. I shan’t even say the name anymore. I’m just kidding. I had two surgeries at HH and got treated great each time. I just get frustrated with the five hour waits and insanity, that’s all. 
I was so proud to hand over the cd with all of my images on it. Mission accomplished! I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I really like the robes at Sloan-Kettering! I think I’ve mentioned that before after my MRI. They’re a lovely color and seersucker, no less! But I digress. After changing into my robe I waited a wee bit in a little lounge area just off the actual waiting room. I had to a laugh because at one point I was so spaced out that I suddenly looked up and was mortified that I wasn’t wearing a bra! How could I have been walking around without one?! Then I remembered that everyone in the room with me was braless, hence the stylish robes we were all wearing. Ah yes. 
The mammogram went as well as a mammogram can go. Lemmie tell you something, they don’t play around here! That lady clamped my boob down so tight on that machine you couldn’t have pulled me off if you tried! OUCH!!! A mammogram is just one of the most awkward things you will ever experience in your life. Hopefully most of you won’t even have to get one until the “correct” time later in life. There’s nothing quite like dangling from a machine by one boob, with your shoulder down, chin up, head turned, feet facing forward, all while trying to make casual conversation with the technician. It’s a very special time for everyone.
I mentioned that my oncologist had felt something in my left breast the last time I saw her so they did a sonogram and ultrasound to check things out. Looks like the coast is clear! A doctor came in to tell me that from what she could see there was nothing there to worry about. Good news! So, off I went to collect my clothing (bra included) and head back out into the world. I’m glad that everything checked out alright. I wasn’t worried, but you never know. Better to stay on top of these things. And hey, I don’t mind hanging around in a seersucker robe for half a day one bit. It’s nasty outside!! 

This is my oh-so-glamorous mammogram face. Like it? I know, I know… I should really think about getting into modeling. I mean look at that hand positioning! And the way my tongue just kind of falls out of my mouth. Amazing. 

Today was mammogram day for me at Sloan-Kettering. I’d like to take a moment right here to say that it was SUCH a different experience than I am used to when I go to HH. I shan’t even say the name anymore. I’m just kidding. I had two surgeries at HH and got treated great each time. I just get frustrated with the five hour waits and insanity, that’s all. 

I was so proud to hand over the cd with all of my images on it. Mission accomplished! I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I really like the robes at Sloan-Kettering! I think I’ve mentioned that before after my MRI. They’re a lovely color and seersucker, no less! But I digress. After changing into my robe I waited a wee bit in a little lounge area just off the actual waiting room. I had to a laugh because at one point I was so spaced out that I suddenly looked up and was mortified that I wasn’t wearing a bra! How could I have been walking around without one?! Then I remembered that everyone in the room with me was braless, hence the stylish robes we were all wearing. Ah yes. 

The mammogram went as well as a mammogram can go. Lemmie tell you something, they don’t play around here! That lady clamped my boob down so tight on that machine you couldn’t have pulled me off if you tried! OUCH!!! A mammogram is just one of the most awkward things you will ever experience in your life. Hopefully most of you won’t even have to get one until the “correct” time later in life. There’s nothing quite like dangling from a machine by one boob, with your shoulder down, chin up, head turned, feet facing forward, all while trying to make casual conversation with the technician. It’s a very special time for everyone.

I mentioned that my oncologist had felt something in my left breast the last time I saw her so they did a sonogram and ultrasound to check things out. Looks like the coast is clear! A doctor came in to tell me that from what she could see there was nothing there to worry about. Good news! So, off I went to collect my clothing (bra included) and head back out into the world. I’m glad that everything checked out alright. I wasn’t worried, but you never know. Better to stay on top of these things. And hey, I don’t mind hanging around in a seersucker robe for half a day one bit. It’s nasty outside!! 

BAM! Suck on that cancer! I just got a letter in the mail saying that my most recent mammogram shows that the little area they were monitoring is benign! Yeah! I go back in next Thursday to follow up with my surgeon and get the results of the sonogram as well. Hopefully that comes back clear too and I can get on with things! Hurrah! You will note that they make a point of saying that not all cancers are found through mammography. I wish more people were aware of this. Not to get back on my (anti) pink soapbox, but a lot of people who support breast cancer awareness make it seem like all you need to do is go in for regular mammograms and you’ll be fine but that’s not enough. You have to be in tune with your body in order to understand any minor changes that might occur which are something out of the ordinary. It wasn’t a mammogram that found the lump in my breast, it was my own little fingers while I was doing a monthly exam. I think part of education is teaching girls to be diligent about checking themselves and getting to know what their normal is. After all, it’s different for everyone. 
But for now… for now it’s pretty darn nice to see that word… normal, and to know that right now my normal is benign. Goodness knows I like the sound of that. 

BAM! Suck on that cancer! I just got a letter in the mail saying that my most recent mammogram shows that the little area they were monitoring is benign! Yeah! I go back in next Thursday to follow up with my surgeon and get the results of the sonogram as well. Hopefully that comes back clear too and I can get on with things! Hurrah! You will note that they make a point of saying that not all cancers are found through mammography. I wish more people were aware of this. Not to get back on my (anti) pink soapbox, but a lot of people who support breast cancer awareness make it seem like all you need to do is go in for regular mammograms and you’ll be fine but that’s not enough. You have to be in tune with your body in order to understand any minor changes that might occur which are something out of the ordinary. It wasn’t a mammogram that found the lump in my breast, it was my own little fingers while I was doing a monthly exam. I think part of education is teaching girls to be diligent about checking themselves and getting to know what their normal is. After all, it’s different for everyone. 

But for now… for now it’s pretty darn nice to see that word… normal, and to know that right now my normal is benign. Goodness knows I like the sound of that. 

Obviously I was thrilled to start my morning with a mammogram. Who needs coffee?!

Obviously I was thrilled to start my morning with a mammogram. Who needs coffee?!

Forbidden picture of the mammogram machine! Right in the middle of those two plastic shields is where your boob gets clamped down and twisted around, all while questioning the meaning of life and other such things that one does while standing naked in a room with your boob in a vise grip. 

Forbidden picture of the mammogram machine! Right in the middle of those two plastic shields is where your boob gets clamped down and twisted around, all while questioning the meaning of life and other such things that one does while standing naked in a room with your boob in a vise grip. 

these are what they stick on you when you go in for a mammogram. the small ones go on your… um, nipples (there i said it!!). the longer ones were for where my scars are from surgery. one for where they removed the tumor and one for where they removed my lymph nodes. ta da! 

these are what they stick on you when you go in for a mammogram. the small ones go on your… um, nipples (there i said it!!). the longer ones were for where my scars are from surgery. one for where they removed the tumor and one for where they removed my lymph nodes. ta da!