Breast Cancer “A-scareness Month”
It’s that kind of doctor’s appointment that can change your life forever. Going for my dreaded mammogram/ultrasound today. I can’t believe it’s that time of year again already. Tossed and turned last night. ”I mean, just think tomorrow could be the day I find out I’ve got breast cancer. Mom’s had a mastectomy. Aunt Joan, too. In fact, it took her life. Sisters haven’t but they’re all younger than me. Even my gynecologist who is my contemporary, had a mastectomy just nine months ago.”
Do men EVER have a reason to feel like this? I don’t think my husband ever does. Certainly not every October.
I’m taking two Extra-strength Tylenol before I leave, and bringing crunchy granola, chocolate, my iPod, and my beloved MacbookPro with me. Wish I could fit my comfy chair in the car.
