Today, I finally got my long-delayed mammogram – or as I prefer to call it, the old smash-and-grab.
Nothing alarming, though they noted that my breast composition is “almost entirely fatty.” I didn’t need to get my headlights squashed to learn that.
Today, I finally got my long-delayed mammogram – or as I prefer to call it, the old smash-and-grab.
Nothing alarming, though they noted that my breast composition is “almost entirely fatty.” I didn’t need to get my headlights squashed to learn that.