So I had my annual mammogram first thing this morning. Not really something I like to have to get up early for, but it is over and done with for this year and now I just have to await the results. Fingers crossed I don't get that stupid letter again saying they need to do further examinations. Ultrasounds are freakin' cold!
Normally it is a simple in and out, but apparently the boobies had other ideas as we ended up taking a few extra pics as things weren't laying right on the little table. Luckily it was mostly just a wee bit uncomfortable, but one shot hurt like heck. I guess because the booby had to be in a slightly different spot to get the pic done, thankfully that one came out fine and we didn't have to repeat it.
But I did leave with a very pretty carnation:
I do like our imaging center, they keep the rooms nice and warm and the people are so nice and try and make the experience some what pleasant.
While we are on the subject of girl things, here is something I got in email from a friend:
THE GOOD NAPKINS
This is too good to not share. I think we are the last generation to
know what 'napkins' are. THE GOOD NAPKINS ... Ahhhhh
The joys of having Girls. My mother taught me to read when I was four years old (her first mistake). One day, I was in the bathroom and noticed
one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet. I then
asked my mother why she was keeping 'napkins' in the bathroom. Didn't they
belong in the kitchen?
Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for 'special occasions' (her second mistake).
Now fast forward a few months. It's Thanksgiving Day, and my folks are leaving to pick up my uncle and his wife for dinner. Mom had assignments for all of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table (her third
mistake).
When they returned, my uncle came in first and immediately burst into
laughter. Next came his wife, who gasped, then, began giggling. Next came my father, who roared with laughter. Then came Mom, who almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a
'special occasion' Kotex napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully
arranged on top. I had even tucked the little tail in so they didn't hang off the edge!!
My mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter.
'But, Mom, you said they were for special occasions!!!'
Pass this on to your girlfriends and daughters who need a good laugh
or anyone who has a daughter!
Life is too short for drama & petty things, so kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly, and for heavens sake, use the good napkins whenever you can.
Normally it is a simple in and out, but apparently the boobies had other ideas as we ended up taking a few extra pics as things weren't laying right on the little table. Luckily it was mostly just a wee bit uncomfortable, but one shot hurt like heck. I guess because the booby had to be in a slightly different spot to get the pic done, thankfully that one came out fine and we didn't have to repeat it.
But I did leave with a very pretty carnation:
I do like our imaging center, they keep the rooms nice and warm and the people are so nice and try and make the experience some what pleasant.
While we are on the subject of girl things, here is something I got in email from a friend:
THE GOOD NAPKINS
This is too good to not share. I think we are the last generation to
know what 'napkins' are. THE GOOD NAPKINS ... Ahhhhh
The joys of having Girls. My mother taught me to read when I was four years old (her first mistake). One day, I was in the bathroom and noticed
one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet. I then
asked my mother why she was keeping 'napkins' in the bathroom. Didn't they
belong in the kitchen?
Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for 'special occasions' (her second mistake).
Now fast forward a few months. It's Thanksgiving Day, and my folks are leaving to pick up my uncle and his wife for dinner. Mom had assignments for all of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table (her third
mistake).
When they returned, my uncle came in first and immediately burst into
laughter. Next came his wife, who gasped, then, began giggling. Next came my father, who roared with laughter. Then came Mom, who almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a
'special occasion' Kotex napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully
arranged on top. I had even tucked the little tail in so they didn't hang off the edge!!
My mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter.
'But, Mom, you said they were for special occasions!!!'
Pass this on to your girlfriends and daughters who need a good laugh
or anyone who has a daughter!
Life is too short for drama & petty things, so kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly, and for heavens sake, use the good napkins whenever you can.
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