So today, I went for my mammogram. Get there..they think I've never been there. They finally figure it out. Good.
They send me into a small room..take off my clothes, put on a size 10 robe and wait. I stand, cause if I sit, everyone will see my business...all of it.
Tech calls me in. She gets my records straight..as I have an Elliott-Koontz last name.. and then we get down to business.
Nice lady says, "go ahead and take your right breast out of your robe". I just throw off the robe and stand there.."look, I am a little fatty and I don't care about keeping a robe on..let's go!" She says, "you are cute though!" I tell her "that is the nicest thing I've heard, standing here almost naked, in the last 7 years!" She goes on to tell me that I am funny. I tell her I wish I'd worn my Wednesday panties. She says, "it's okay..I wear panties Monday thru Friday...but don't wear em on the weekends. Just wear a short dress and let the wind blow thru if at all possible!" We both laughed.
It was a good dr. type event.
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2 comments:
Well that's just about the best mammogram experience one could hope for!
Here's to happy tata squishing experiences! :)
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