The Big Squeeze

girls only... boys consider yourself warned...

So a few weeks ago my dr. said I needed to go for a mammogram as I am now 35 and have a grandmother who died of it. OK. So, my BFF, Rach, takes me over to "the Breast Center" (we are so freakin' creative in AR). We laughed at the paperwork - it had pictures of boobs on it and you are supposed to mark your area of concern. They do a few scans, I wince, they send me on my way.

Then they called - not good, I was hoping for a letter - they called me at work to schedule additional scans due to something suspicious that is probably nothing but they want to be sure. Oh great. So I schedule on Rache's cally and we are all set to go. I mentioned it to Nick. He begins to freak out. I am dying. I told him it wasn't that bad - probably nothing. He didn't believe me. So, I agreed to let him take me to the appt. Rache stayed at work and probably had the best planning meeting ever. or not.

Meanwhile, I get a letter from the insurance company that said - I will paraphrase - "we're too cheap to pay, so you're out $200 - a hah hah hah"

Now to today, we get up and head down to "the Breast Center" in Fayetteville... like they need 2 locations with the same witty name? Seriously. Anyway, I digress. So, I follow the tech to the back and put on my pink half cape. Then she takes me to the room. So she proceeds - two scans that hurt so much I almost wet my pants. Apparently this "thing" is actually under my arm on the side... of course... nothing easy to get to. Then she said "now for the real torture" - my eyes bugged out of my head and she inflicted more pain than I could have imagined. Then I had to get an ultrasound and they confirmed it's nothing. Phew! Normal - come back when you're 40 nothin'. So, I got up, sent a text message to Nick and Rache and got dressed.

Then to check out, where they demanded $400 because my employer only pays $60 for a mammogram and apparently it will be many phone calls to get that. I handed over the Discovercard and went to retrieve my very happy husband from the waiting room.

Now I am bruised and in pain, but thankful it was just a stupid lymph node!

So... girlfriends... make sure you're getting your yearly breast exam... you never know!!!
xoxo