Mammograms are no fun, and I’m not even sure how effective they are for women with no family history of cancer, but my main excuse for not getting one done was the inconvenience. When the MammoBus showed up in my campus parking lot, I couldn’t use that excuse any more.
Okay – nice interior, comfy waiting area, free pens and mints. This might not be so bad.
And look – a nice, pink wrap! I don’t look nervous at all, right?
And there’s the beast. The only improvement since the last time is that the surfaces are cold plastic, which is not quite as uncomfortable as cold stainless steel.
Well, ladies – if I can do it, you can do it. But I don’t think I’ll do it again.
Soapbox By Kay 
Comments on: "No Excuse Mammogram" (2)
I had one done years ago in a “MammoVan” in Amargosa Valley, Nevada. No mints or pens for me–you scored! It reminded me of what my Oklahoma, raised-on-a-farm grandmother used to say when things went sideways: “That’ll put your tit in a wringer!”
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Ha! It was definitely an experience!
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