Yep! Today is mammogram day. As Mark Twain said above, I’d rather not. Even though my chest doesn’t look like the woman in the cartoon, it feels as if it does. Mammography gives new meaning to compression.
I don’t remember when my exams started to fall in October, Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I guess it’s a good thing, though, since I have many pink bows and public service announcements to remind me.
As it happens, my doctor’s office is in the same building as the imaging center, so I decided I should go upstairs and get my flu shot. Back in September my doctor told me to just drop in, that I wouldn’t need an appointment. I took her at her word. Unfortunately, the staff didn’t get the message. Or maybe the doctor didn’t understand all the steps one must go through before being inoculated. More likely, some of the staff were anticipating the weekend and they put their brains away early.
I did my dactyloscopy check-in. Then the young woman at the desk asked for my name. I’m not sure why they have to ask for your name once they’ve checked your hand print identification. It took about two more seconds to figure out that the poor child was clueless. Long story short — I went from the front desk to the nurses’ station to the front desk to the nurses’ station. At one point a woman in check-out asked me if I was checking out. I said, “No, ma’am, I’m just going in circles.” She said, “okay” and gave me a sweet smile. As I was leaving twenty minutes later, I stopped to check out and she informed I didn’t need to check out. Go figure.
So here I am, immunized and aching all over. Flu shots always do that to me. I have serious questions about whether they’re actually effective, but I keep going back year after year in the hope that they are.
Oh, and the nurse who gave me the injection apologized for the confusion and told me the woman who checked me in is soon to be moved to a department more suited to her skills. I’m happy for her. And for the patients.
Note: My spell check suggested I might need cartography, not mammography. Hmmmm. Maybe I do.