It's 12:20pm on a Friday and all I can think about is getting the hell out of here. I'm leaving at 1:30pm to go get my very first mammogram (details on Monday... you have been warned). At least I'll have the rest of the day off to recuperate from the apparent pain you go through. I asked my boss what to expect. "It hurts" and "Just remember not to plan it around your menstrual cycle when your breasts are sensitive" were her two comments. Considering I'm on my cycle (TMPI... deal with it) I'm basically fucked. It's pretty sad when having your breasts smashed is more appealing than doing some work.

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