Mammogram day, so pancakes for breakfast.
Among the less obvious benefits of being generously endowed is that mammograms don't hurt -- they're barely even uncomfortable. But, I was a little apprehensive about how my right breast would feel during the squishitude. Three surgeries might have made it a little... um... sensitive. In the end, it made no difference at all. Four images -- two on each side -- and I was out the door.
Next stop, a reunion with The Dutchman to learn the results. Six more sleeps...
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