Today I had my first experience with a mammogram. I heard tales of how painful they were (from my sis), especially for us "small chested" women. I was pleasantly surprised at how little it hurt. I wouldn't even say "hurt". It definitely wasn't comfortable or enjoyable, but it certainly wasn't painful. Do I want to do it again tomorrow? Absolutely not. I think the more awkward issue is the lack of dignity involved, but after having two children I have lost all modesty.
The radiologist said that there was nothing suspicious and that he'd see me in eleven years (when I'm 40) for another test.
On a completely random note and separate tangent, I was noticing just how different men and women think. Erik went with a few friends to hear Rob Bell speak downtown on Monday night. I wanted to know how the evening went, so I asked. Erik's response was simple..."good." I wanted details. I wanted to know who sat by who, who drove, where did they eat dinner, what was Rob Bell wearing, and other important factors. In Erik's mind, the adjective "good" was sufficient. When I began to dive deeper to pry more info from him, I could tell he was getting annoyed. I think he failed to see the relevance in my questions. Men! When will they understand that the answer "good" is truly not good enough! :)