This morning I went to the local outpatient center and got a mammogram.
About nine months ago I asked my doctor if she would sign an order that allowed me to get a mammogram (they don’t normally do this until you’re 40 years old-I’m 31). I explained to her that women in my family had died of cancer, and that although my grandmother didn’t die of breast cancer, she did find a lump in her breast that led to the discovery of other cancer in her body. Also, I had an abortion at 16, and while the National Cancer Institute does not affirm the link between breast cancer and abortion, there is enough evidence for me to want to get checked out early.
So today I did.
And friends, it was no sweat. The woman was gentle and kind, and the process didn’t hurt one bit. There was some pressure from the x-ray machine, but it was fine.
I’m so glad I went. If it turns out they find something, than praise God I went in for early detection. If they don’t find anything, than praise God for peace of mind.
I encourage all of you who are 40 and older or have had an abortion or breast cancer in your family to get a mammogram, and this is the perfect month to do it-it’s National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Photo Credit: pink ribbon on my handbag