Last week I had my mammogram done. Do I hate it? YES. Do I shut up and do it? YES.
They had a poster in the changing room similar to this one….
It’s super hard for me to have a mammogram done and not stand on the rooftop of every building and preach, “GET A MAMMOGRAM DONE!”
So many put it off. It’s uncomfortable they say…I don’t want to take time off work they say…I hate medical stuff they say…No on in my family has had breast cancer they say.
I say there is no excuse. None. Get it done.
My niece Jody died of breast cancer this year. She was an amazing friend to me. She loved me unconditionally…need I say more. Some people say they love you unconditionally but deep down you know they don’t. Nope, that’s how Jody loved and I’m so blessed to have been a recipient of that love.
Jody and her husband David had trouble having kids. After years of trying this and that, in vitro became their option. They tried it, and it worked. They had triplets. Later in vitro brought them a son…and miracle of miracles, their youngest Matt came along all on his own. He was such a surprise blessing and I don’t know that Jody ever saw him as anything but that, a true blessing.
Jody died in September on the triplet’s birthday. I don’t know that I’ve ever been to a sadder more joyous funeral.
Jody’s breast cancer was found in the summer of 2013. She endured eight surgeries, three more lumps, three protocols of chemo and ten weeks of radiation. Still on of the things she always said is, “I wish my family wouldn’t have had to endure all of this”. That was Jody. That was always Jody…thinking and caring about others.
So…if you don’t want to do this for yourself, please do it for your family. The quicker diagnosis happens, the better chance people have of surviving.
Don’t let Jody’s sad story be the end though. I have several good people in my life that are living far beyond the initial breast cancer diagnosis. A huge shout out to my college roommate Lori and my highschool best friend’s little sister Rhonda and my blog friend Connie. They are living proof people can get way beyond the initial diagnosis.
I just got mine done. I don’t miss a single one, and I don’t put them off for 18 months vs the every year as is recommended. I don’t complain about doing it. I don’t whine…I just do it as having a boob smashed, although uncomfortable, is nothing compared to all the ladies I shouted out have gone through.
Pick up your phone…make your appointment.