Reblogging this as TODAY, Feb. 8, 2016, marks my 9th year anniversary of being diagnosed with that dreaded breast cancer. My personal account of it all, but of course, with my sense of humor. Enjoy!
After a little over eight years, I thought it time I start blogging about that dreaded disease I had the displeasure to experience, which seems so long ago. Yes, folks, I’m talking about cancer. Breast cancer to be more specific. Or as I called them, “The Intruders”. I remember it like it was yesterday. The norm was to have your first mammogram at the age of forty, so a month after I turned that golden age, I schedule my first mammogram. The day came, and I was a little nervous not knowing what to expect. Thank goodness, the technician had wonderful bedside manners, and was very compassionate all the while explaining what was happening step-by-step. The standard procedure is to be notified at a later date after two radiologists read the film results.
I ended up receiving written correspondence from the facility. After reading it, I wasn’t really too concerned…
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