As I sat against the wall, facing the window, in a long row of chairs it struck me as odd that about twenty women were all on display in the giant picture window of the mammogram office. At street level, it had a huge, can't miss sign, announcing to all the world that we ladies were at the doc's office to get our annual breast smashing! What's up with that? Haven't they heard about curtains, vertical blinds, frosted glass? For some reason I started humming How Much Is That Doggie In the Window?.
Women walking by had interesting looks on their faces as they stared at us in passing. Some registered the reminder to make their annual appointment. (Yeah!) Others literally seemed to cringe knowing we had a date with a very cold hunk of machinery. (Boo!)
And then there were the ones who stepped up their pace and walked faster-- past the window and straight into denial. And you know who you are! You, right there-- The one looking into the computer screen with denial written all over her face. I'm talking to YOU!
GO GET YOUR MAMMOGRAM!!!!!
Hello. Anybody home? Heeeelllloooo???? Knock, knock, denial calling! Are you in there? Time's a wasting girlfriend. Tick, tick, tick. I'm on to you. Cue: Jeopardy music.... do do dodo do, do do do...
I think you get my point. But seriously. I have war stories about a cherished friend who didn't get her mammogram for four years (!) and recently spent her 50th birthday in the hospital-- getting a mastectomy. (Yes, holy shit!) Thank god she is recovering but it was a major wake-up call for her and the sisterhood in her universe. So I'm beating the drum, sounding the alarm and pointing fingers. You! The one who's not making the time to take care of herself, please-- stand up, dial the phone and go. Now!
And please talk about this with your sisterhood universe. It's an important and loving question to ask the women in your life. Afterwards you can "bond" over boob smashing jokes.
Have you had your annual mammogram yet?
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