Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Annual Boob Squish
I didn't have a mammogram until I was about 43 as I was pregnant or breastfeeding for the first couple years of my forties. For the next year after that I was too exhausted dealing with 2 kids to be able to dial the phone to make an appointment. Admittedly, I could find the energy to dial the phone to order takeout. But that is completely different.
I am late on this year's squish-o-rama. When the reminder notice came last summer to make an appointment, I traded calls. And because this is not exactly something I look forward to, it easily slipped my mind.
To make it fun, some women make a day of it and go for lunch or to the spa. I think that's a fabulous idea: make what can be an uncomfortable experience (and I don't personally find it too intensely bad) into a fun day. Rather spur of the moment, I had coffee before my appointment with of my "sisters" and lunch afterward. Made for a great morning and I plan to do it again (S, you buy the sushi next time!!)
I only blog about this as I, myelf, occasionally need a reminder to book my appointment. So if you are you of the female persuasion, 40 or over and not have a boob squishing in the last year, consider yourself prodded.
Oh and I cannot resist adding this: