As my family knows I finally did the tit squeeze thing. Mostly because I found something a few weeks back and each time I checked the uncertainty of what it was turned into a "oh, SHIT!" kind of certainty.
So, After the tit squeeze they did a sonogram & damned if I was right. They suggest I immediately make an appt. with my Dr. to make a decision about my "situation". The hell with that! I called my surgeon, anything that big has gotta go.
I am at the age where my 1st colonoscopy was done last year. Yep, ladies something to look forward too. A flashlight up your butt. Don't try that at home. Anyway, I figured since he had seen that end he miswell get to see the top half. Kinda round out the size 18 butt I showed him last year. Let him see the STS I have after a 40lbs weight loss.
Well, he was so pleased while doing my exam that not only did he find the "big one" I found, he found about SIX more lovelies. All no bigger than a .50 piece. On Tuesday the 5th all those lovlies will be removed. Out patient surgery no less. Not wanting one boob to be left out I have them spread somewhat unevenly between the "girls".
Painful, uncomfortable and stiff were all words he used. The one thing I did hear loud and clear "don't worry we have drugs for that". Prognosis? I really only have a small one that I had thought for years was a "bone" to be mildly worried about. Other than that we are good to go. Seems this thing is hereditary, my mother, back in the dark ages had about 8 removals done. Unfortunately, my daughter will mostly likely have the same thing.
I wanted to make this a little humerous but, as I sit here I keep thinking what if I hadn't checked? I actually didn't start checking until I was 47. Kept thinking "I really need to start doing that, I'll start tommorrow, or Monday".
Not good ladies. My surgeon said had I had a sonogram instead of a mammy these would have been caught long before I thought I was getting "Dolly Parton" boobs. See I'm not even 50 yet.
So regardless of your age, your health or procrastination check yourself. I'm very lucky at this point. But, the "stomach falling to your toes" and the tears when you do find something is a whole lot better to deal with when you find it yourself and you KNOW what to do, than the other reality of NOT knowing until its to late.
So come on everybody...hold your left arm over your head and ....
Catching Up
2 years ago
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Clarifications:
STS = Saggy Titty Sydrome
and she has cysts.
You never said that ma...
and no I dont have or want any.
(But who does)
Gotta go, Twelve is bitchin' she wants cpu time. Gawd......
Oh my - I would have freaked. I had my first mammo this past year. NO FUN, but necessary. Take all the meds they give you!!
And STS...now that's funny.
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