[lace-chat] Mammograms
Hi All, This is not a joke! The last time I went for my mammogram they had a new thing. It's called Woman's Touch MammoPad www.mammopad.com and they put it on the metal half of the breast squisher. It's foam and about a quarter inch thick (half a centimeter). I thought it made things much more comfortable though the technician still made me catch my breath once G. So I suggest you ask for it in the US. I heard that our local Breast Cancer Support Group got together the funding so everyone gets a MammoPad at my local hospital! Jane in Vermont, USA where we're had some more rain and I'm seeing Monarch butterflies flitting around. [EMAIL PROTECTED] To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[lace-chat] :-) Mammograms
For years and years they told me, Be careful of your breasts. Don't ever squeeze or bruise them. And give them monthly tests. So I heeded all their warnings, And protected them by law. Guarded them very carefully, And I always wore my bra. After 30 years of astute care, My gyno, Dr. Pruitt, Said I should get a Mammogram O.K, I said, let's do it. Stand up here real close she said, (She got my boob in line), And tell me when it hurts, she said, Ah yes! Right there, that's fine. She stepped upon a pedal, I could not believe my eyes! A plastic plate came slamming down, My hooter's in a vise! My skin was stretched and mangled, From underneath my chin. My poor boob was being squashed, To Swedish Pancake thin. Excruciating pain I felt, Within it's vise-like grip. A prisoner in this vicious thing, My poor defenseless tit! Take a deep breath she said to me, Who does she think she's kidding?!? My chest is mashed in her machine, And woozy I am getting. There, that's good, I heard her say, (The room was slowly swaying.) Now, let's have a go at the other one. Have mercy, I was praying. It squeezed me from both up and down, It squeezed me from both sides. I'll bet SHE'S never had this done, To HER tender little hide. Next time that they make me do this, I will request a blindfold. I have no wish to see again, My knockers getting steam rolled. If I had no problem when I came in, I surely have one now. If there had been a cyst in there, It would have gone ker-pow! This machine was created by a man, Of this, I have no doubt. I'd like to stick his balls in there, And see how THEY come out! Jean in Poole To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
Re: [lace-chat] :-) Mammograms
Jean - this is *so* appropriate for me today! I had my two-yearly mammogram a couple of weeks ago. I was feeling so virtuous and glad that it was over for another 2 years. Then, I get a phone call: Nothing to worry about, nothing wrongbut somehow, your x-rays got mangled in the processing and I'm going to have to ask you to come in for another set!! One good thing - when I got there, they'd managed to salvage one of the previous set, so I only had to have three re-taken, not four! Regards, Ruth Budge (Sydney, Australia) Jean Nathan [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:For years and years they told me, Be careful of your breasts. Don't ever squeeze or bruise them. And give them monthly tests. So I heeded all their warnings, And protected them by law. Guarded them very carefully, And I always wore my bra. After 30 years of astute care, My gyno, Dr. Pruitt, Said I should get a Mammogram O.K, I said, let's do it. Stand up here real close she said, (She got my boob in line), And tell me when it hurts, she said, Ah yes! Right there, that's fine. She stepped upon a pedal, I could not believe my eyes! A plastic plate came slamming down, My hooter's in a vise! My skin was stretched and mangled, From underneath my chin. My poor boob was being squashed, To Swedish Pancake thin. Excruciating pain I felt, Within it's vise-like grip. A prisoner in this vicious thing, My poor defenseless tit! Take a deep breath she said to me, Who does she think she's kidding?!? My chest is mashed in her machine, And woozy I am getting. There, that's good, I heard her say, (The room was slowly swaying.) Now, let's have a go at the other one. Have mercy, I was praying. It squeezed me from both up and down, It squeezed me from both sides. I'll bet SHE'S never had this done, To HER tender little hide. Next time that they make me do this, I will request a blindfold. I have no wish to see again, My knockers getting steam rolled. If I had no problem when I came in, I surely have one now. If there had been a cyst in there, It would have gone ker-pow! This machine was created by a man, Of this, I have no doubt. I'd like to stick his balls in there, And see how THEY come out! Jean in Poole To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED] Find local movie times and trailers on Yahoo! Movies. http://au.movies.yahoo.com To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
