About 15 years ago I joined the Women's Health Initiative. Very good move as they insisted I have a mamo. each year. I am not the kind of person that would pick up the phone and make an appointment without being pushed. I retired in 2000. I went in for my appt. early 2001. They wanted me to come back for a second one and then a bio. When I went in for the bio, I didn't know I was going to have a 3rd "mamo." I was apprehensive anyway. The tech pushed, pulled, twisted and we were both huffing and puffing. After all this was not just a snap for my photo album.
Finally she said to stand still and try not to breathe, she had to go get the Dr. for something. She came back an eternity later, madder than '?'. She had to let me down. the Dr. had decided to go across the street for a Starbuck. Talk about having your ---- in a ringer. I laugh at it now but then I was scarred. I did have cancer and so the next six months I enjoyed the joys of second surgery, chemo and radiation. But I am a survivor, thanks to WHI it was detected in the early stages and God, true to His word rather than keeping me from such trouble was with me all the way.