Boob Day.

Yesterday both my mother and I had our mammograms, a day I dubbed Boob Day. it was the first time for both of us something that shocked the staff. First of all we were supposed to register in one place and then get the scan at another place which we didn't know, at another end of the hospital and my poor mother can't walk far and was floored being told she'd have to walk all the way back to where we came from again and then all the way back but then was told we both didn't have to walk back to register; that one of us could do it for the both so  she sat down and rested, much to her relief, and I went back and registered us both. We had to undress from the top and put on the gown( as seen in the photo below me in the ever-so-fashionable hospital gown) and I brought my music along to pass the time waiting in-between although it didn't take that long.The 16 YR old was horrified and said You had to take your shirt off? The poor kid would be even more horrified if she knew what the gynecologist sees! HA!

The machine looks like the one pictured above and they took 4 different angles and it was like a vice that clamped down and locked the boob in place and squashed my poor titties! The tech wasn't exact friendly, in fact, kind of abrupt and gruff and I kept standing and posing the wrong way( remember, this was my first time doing it) and she had to keep re-positioning me. They said results take 2 weeks and if everything is normal you get a letter in the mail and if not you get a phone call with follow-up tests so I wonder who will get a call and who will get a letter, her or I.....or will we both get letters.....or phonecalls? it worries me though as my mother told me one of her boobs is much larger than the other and over the past few months it has continued to grow......that's not good....at her age her boobs shouldn't even be growing at all and the fact that one keeps getting bigger is worrisome as is the fact that one is much bigger than the other. What else other than a tumour would do that?

They also told us before the test to not have any oils in our bath and to not wear any deoderant, perfume, body oil or lotions, etc. which was hard for me to remember as automatically when I come out of the bath every morning I put oil and lotion on my bod because my skin is sooooo dry( plus I also like to smell nice) and it's just gross to NOT wear deoderant and I assumed it was because it would alter the test results but it turned out it was just for some stupid enviro-freak thing; they wanted a healthy scent-free enviornment.pffftttt. If I knew that's all it was I would have put even more lotion on that usual. I also heard on the news these enviro-freak teens are pledging to not have any future kids until something is done about "climate change". It's good though that whack-a-doodle tree-hugging nutjobs like that aren't going to procreate though and hopefully the radical enviro-freaks will all die out. Society is so radical with enviro crap they're all so indoctrinated it's become the New World religion!

I also noticed when Buddy had his "episodes" both times it was after he ate and it was as if he was drugged with his sudden racing heart rate and widening pupils so I wondered if maybe it might have something to do with his food; could it be contaminated in some way and he was reacting to it? Might the chicken somehow have been tampered with, poisoned, drugged, or contaminated with some sort of toxin or bacteria? As a sort of test yesterday I gave him something else to eat instead and monitored him and he was fine all day; no episodes so it does make me wonder unless it was just a coincidence....I also didn't think I'd miss the 18 YR old now in Vancouver for school (and they're 3 hours behind us) as she's always so mouthy and mean to me but I do and it's so much quieter and empty with her not here and it feels like something's missing. The 16 YR old really misses her too; they've always been so close and I hope she won't be too lost and lonely without her (the 12 YR old was sweet and said, She'll be OK; I'll be her new best friend) and maybe it will even be good for her to forge her own identity away from her, and be more independent and find her own way, her own separate life....