Had my first mammogram. Not fun. Not hurtful either though. My doc just wanted me to get a "baseline" since there's so much cancer history in my family (grandmother, mom, dad, grandfather). Unfortunately, I had to go back yesterday because they "saw something." I wasn't too worried, the lady that did it the first time warned me that that might happen. I hadn't realized how much I'd internalized my worry until the nurse tech told me I was ok. I almost cried.
Its just amazing how your first thoughts go to- "my boobs are going to fall off" when you hear the words "we saw something" and you have to go back in.
Now, the second time, it did hurt- they have to squeeze harder so they can pinpoint the area.
Fortunately, I won't have to go back until I'm 40. Yea...4 more years!
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