Yesterday I went for what we fondly call in our home “The Annual Smashing of the Boobies”. Given my family’s medical history, my options are likely to be annual smashing or eventual removal. As my mother said when discussing her options during her second bout with breast cancer, I’m rather attached to my girls and would like to keep them. (She was able to, thank goodness.) So I go get ’em smashed once a year to make sure I can.
These days we know there are women and men with breasts (just like there are women and men without breasts). If you’ve got breasts, you need to get ’em checked. Go get a mammogram and do regular breast self-examinations. Me and my girls implore you.
