Sweet titties!

I had to go and get a mammogram a couple of weeks ago. The radiology tech was much more freaked out by my lump than I was. I think my whole theory that I have enough whacked out medical crap that getting breast cancer would be a) unbelievable and b) too mundane protect me from fears about what lumps mean.

She kept me there until she got a doctor to read my results and she told me not to worry. But she wants me to keep a breast diary. Doesn't that sound dull? It would have to be a blog and I would have to call it Sweet, Sweet Titties!