Today's blog post is brought to you by the letter "H". "H" is for "hospital" and "House" and "hurt" and "humor."
Although I do not relish this particular procedure, I do believe in taking care of my health. I just take issue with this particular test and can't help but wonder why a more suitable alternative hasn't been discovered!
I swear that before I began participating in this annual affront to all womankind, my bewbs were happy, perky little things. Each year, after being so rudely handled, they seem a tad sadder and more wilted for the experience. Surely this "procedure" can't be good for them? Can you say "crush injury"?!? It definitely hurts. In my case, for days after the fact. Which I guess can't be helped. It's a necessary evil.
Just my humble opinion on the matter! ;)
And now I'm off to watch today's episode of "House" - a little piece of the hospital experience that I can actually enjoy!