I finally did it.  I finally got my boobs butt into gear and went for a mammogram yesterday.  Actually to be fair, the gynae booked it for me and I went while I was waiting to go into surgery yesterday.

If that hadn’t happened I probably would’ve done it… I don’t know when 😉

Anyway, as you know if you read my blog, I’m the grand age of 41… so I’m a year late for my first mammogram.  I don’t really have an excuse, I’ve just been slack about it.  To be truthful, I was really not looking forward to it.  Knowing what my aunt has gone through with her breast cancer has made me want to to the ostrich thing, and just bury my head in the sand and forget.  Not only that, but the stories of the boob squashing between 2 plates made me more than a little apprehensive about it.

Tip:  Wear pants or a skirt

I didn’t even think about it when I got there, but thankfully I was wearing pants.  That way I only needed to take my top and bra off.   The room was small and she locked the door behind us, and she pulled a curtain across… just in case I think. So I didn’t feel really exposed.

So then it was time.  She explained what she was going to do, and adjusted the machine to my height.  Then promptly told me it was going to hurt more than it does for other people because I’m small (that’s an overstatement actually… I’ve barely got any boobs).. but she told me not to worry because they also do mammograms on men! LOL! I suppose that was to make me feel better 😉

Then it was time for the big squish.  Actually the 4 big squishes! First she did top and bottom squish and then a kind of sideways squish.

It was uncomfortable.  It was also really quick, literally a few seconds.  But didn’t hurt all that much.  Definitely not as much as I expected it to hurt.

The technician also said that I would feel it more than most because my breast tissue is still quite dense (apparently they become less dense with age and the tissue is replaced with more fatty tissue), and because I have very small boobs.

Because my breast tissue is dense, which means that they would struggle to find lumps in it, I also went for a sonar.

So that meant waiting a bit longer.  Of course this was completely painless… although more gooey because of the jelly they use with the sonar.

And the results… I’m clear!! Woot!!

And completely thrilled! And I’m not going to procrastinate next year, there’s no need.  I’d rather know, than not know.

If you want to read more, click on the image, and it’ll take you to Breastcancer.org