I Was Just Too Smug

Okay, so.  A few weeks back, I had to have a routine mammogram. It took next to no time, I texted “bewbie squish” selfies to The ECB before and after, and I was on my way. I got home and posted to my FB page “Okay, so. I don’t have any history of breast cancer in my family that I’m aware of so I don’t view a mammogram as the Sword of Damocles. It’s more like 30 minutes or so I had to take.out of my day to stand topless in a room with a very nice lady who squished my bewbies in a machine. It was over quickly and involved minimal trauma.”

And Karma laughed. Because I was just too smug about it all.

I worried I might come off as offensively glib when I posted that. I expected to get slammed for that but since FB has screwed up the posts so badly that almost NO ONE sees a blog pages stuff anymore, I got crickets.

I DID, however, get THE CALL. The call where they say “We saw a spot and we want you to come in and have some more stuff done so we can determine what it is.


I sat there for a minute processing and trying not to go to the darkest place possible because, like I said, I have no history of breast cancer so I didn’t feel like I should panic.

I did text TWH and a handful of friends to let them know what was going on because I needed the “protective bubble” then I went in the next week for my tests and waited for yet another phone call.

The call came and everything is fine. I’m as normal as I’m gonna get, I suppose, but oh my dayumm!! I DID NOT like the week of uncertainty and wonder.

And I get to do it all again in a year or two. Wheeeeeeee!!

1 Comment

  1. JulieU says:

    Well, shoot! I’m just now seeing this.
    BTDT and the anxiety is – well, makes me anxious!

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