Not much going on this week - really busy, but boring stuff.

Had a mammogram a few weeks ago and had to go back. This is never relaxing news, and it was a slightly nerve-wracked week waiting for my appointment. I had to be at Kaiser before I am usually even awake, which added to my feeling of unease. Now, a normal mammogram is kind of like having your breast squished between two books - it is so generalized that although it is uncomfortable, it is not really painful. This time, they had to squish a very particular area, and it was more like being between a book and an average-sized fist. Ish ish ish. Then again, harder, with a really big fist. Oosh oosh oosh. Then wait, with a hospital gown on that is not really suited to being tied in the front (or, I imagine, the back). And wait. Finally, everything is okay, I can go home. Whew. The x-ray lady showed me the film of my original squish - there was a rather interesting dense area that was swirly, rather like a question mark. Pretty, in an odd way, but she had to make sure it wasn't really there.

In homage to my poor bazooms:
A BUSTFUL OF DOLLARS


except that the picture is of her BUTT. Hm.