Once More Unto The Breach
Tales of my second go-round with breast cancer before the age of 40, and everything since.

Not to Leave You in Suspense

I got the mammogram results on the spot, and they were perfect.

I had no particular reason to worry, but it’s always nice to get good news—and get it so quickly.

The technician told me that the images were extremely high quality because I was able to tolerate so much pressure. Not that she asked one way or the other, so I have no idea how she gauged what I could or couldn’t tolerate.

In fact, I probably would have volunteered for even more squeezing had I known that there might have been a meaningful benefit.

A couple of seconds of marginally greater discomfort for a more accurate reading seems like an awfully good deal to me.


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