Rob drove me to Crawley Hospital for my mammogram. When we got there and registered the lady behind the desk also mentioned about me having an MRI which confused me as I hadn't had a letter about that. We checked in and then sat in the waiting room, it was all feeling a bit like a dream whilst I was sat there. I knew "older" ladies went for mammograms but I had never heard of anyone my age having one.
10am came and I was called into the room. Having a mammogram was a bizarre experience with my boobs being squished and squashed and to be honest it was fairly painful.
Funny to think that before I went there the main thing I was feeling awkward about was showing my Florida tanlines to the lady doing the Mammogram!
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