Mammograms are not fun. The atmosphere of the screening office is often hectic, somber and noisy. Not a good combo when one is back to see if your breast cancer may have come back or that “calcification” in the same breast that you had breast cancer in over 5 years ago, maybe turning into something. I never think it has. I always have the mantrs, just like when I get on a plane. I’m on this plane and I’m supposed to live, so it won’t be crashing. The probelm with my supre optimistic view of my health is that yea, I did have cancer and mostly it doesn’t haunt me. Only if I’m reminded by the medical profession that I must be careful not to forget… that I had cancer and therefore… therefore what? That I might get it again? How does that serve me? I could get hit by a bus, but I’m still crossing this street.
An essay I wrote, I Almost Forgot I had Breast Cancer…
Tell me how you really feel.