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“Hello?” Yes, hello. Is this Mrs. Messiness? “Yes.” Great. Telemarketer. Mrs. Messiness? Did you get an order from your doctor recently for a medical exam? “Yes.” What? Why did you answer that question? Now you’re stuck. Wow, she’s good. Totally tricked me with a surprise question. Mrs. Messiness? Mrs. Messiness, did your doctor recommend that you have a mammogram? Do you have . . . → Read More: We take care of you I have written 5 blog posts while sitting here – all about nothing. Here’s what I need to write about: I found a lump in my left breast. I went the doctor, like your supposed to. She said “I am not overly worried, but with such a strong family history, I want you to have a mammogram”. That’s verbatim. I . . . → Read More: A strong family history There was no end to the excuses I would let my grandmother get away with. I would nod when she told me stories, nod when she got them backwards, nod when she called me by my mothers’ name. I believed everything she said – every time she spoke, because she was an anomaly to me. She was . . . → Read More: Crazy can’t save you from cancer. |
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