October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, y'all!
Full disclosure: I am the worst patient on the planet. I do not have a primary physician. I do not get yearly checkups. I do not give myself breast exams. I only floss once a
I make this face when my mother talks
I want to talk about houses. Last year, my idea of Think Pink included a post with pictures like this:
My mother insists that posting pictures of pink decor is not equivalent to getting a mammogram.
Since turning "Forty-licious," I have been giving a lot of thought to the decisions women make about their health. Not only have I heard every excuse in the book, I have used most of these excuses.
Here are a few that I've heard or used.
-I don't have time.
-I have to make dinner/drive carpool/buy groceries/fold laundry/save the world/write my book/trim my toenails.
-I am waaaay too young to worry about that.
-I am waaaay too healthy to worry about that.
-I will do it next year.
-I take vitamins, for goodness sake.
-I don't want to get on the scale.
-I have google, yo'.
Here is my "Duh" moment. If you don't take care of your health, you can't take care of anything or anyone else.
I am joining forces with Christie Clinic for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. That's right. I am getting my big girl pants on and getting an annual checkup and a mammogram. Really. An appointment has been scheduled. For reals. I am going to go all TMI on you.
Please comment and tell me that this is no big deal. Tell me that it doesn't hurt at all. Tell me that I don't need a pint of vodka to get through this. Tell me that I won't make inappropriate jokes while my breasts are in the smoosher.
I even did a little BoobTalkN over at "In The Powder Room"...click here to read about that unfortunate breastfeeding situation.
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