I had my last mammogram in July. It went well, no return of cancer.
But a funny thing happened afterwards. I left the exam room to get dressed and left the clinic. I went back to work for the rest of the day, went out and had a couple of drinks with friends, stopped at a friend's house to chat and finally made it home later in the evening. I went in to take my shower and felt something strange on my breast. I was about to get nervous when I realized that I had been walking around all day with that little dot stuck to my nipple. You know the one I'm talking about. Boy oh boy, I must have looked funny. Excited on the left side, apathy on the right. What a hoot.