Today I've been for a mammogram.
I've bloody sure that there is no way men would accept having their soft bits squished by a sodding machine to the point of pain (they don't say "tell me when it's uncomfortable" they say "tell me when it hurts"

) every two years !!! That machine has to have been invented by a man! I am seriously unimpressed!!
Bonus is that alls clear
Downside is that some medics DO NOT FUCKING LISTEN!!! The other reason I hate mammograms now is that I can't put my right arm where they want it to go. So I explain each time the reason - Shoulder prothesis, total inverse. Simple, yes?
Nope. On the notes I've been sent the guy has written -
Examination technically difficult on the right side due to a chronic disabling periarthritis; disabling frozen shoulder periarthritis.
WTAF ??? That is not even close to what I said. Why would he write that?? Obviously thinks I don't know what's wrong with my shoulder, even though he asked when the surgery had been
But the bonus was that, due to a couple of bad experiences (and a long waiting list) at the local place, I went to somewhere near Chambery so was able to have 'apero' with my my bloke yesterday early evening and lunch with him, another instructor and one of the other students. That was a lovely part of the day
Currently sitting at home waiting for info on my start time tomorrow. Think I might have to go to bed and try and sleep in a bit incase it's a stupid in the morning jobbie again!!
