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Nip it in the BUD

I hadn’t had a mammogram for ages. I had gone from annual to two yearly screenings and somehow dropped off the reminder email list from the clinic. I suppose Covid intervened, too.

It is a nice clinic where you are given a green cotton robe to put on after you’ve taken your top off. I always wonder whether they wash them for each patient after every 10-minute use. Hope not.

You then get a locker, put the key in your robe pocket and sit alone in the waiting room wondering whether to make a hot drink from the kitchenette. Seems a bit relaxed and casual and you wouldn’t want to be called in to the radiologist while fussing about with bags and sachets. If I made one I’d get called in straightaway. Then I’d be

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