Good times, good times had by all.
And by all, I mean me.And the chick that was manhandling muh girls.
If you're wondering, yes, I had a mammogram. Why? Well, I turned 40 this year (obviously, if you couldn't tell by the title of this blog), so my good ole gynie made me make an appointment to get my boobs smushed.
It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be.
Basically, I had to stand two ways (for both sides) - so 4 "pictures" taken.
Of me boobies.
I have to wait a week for results, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed that nothing turns up.
If you're 40 or about to turn, you should make that appointment too!
**photo courtesy of the internets.