That smarts
June10
Today I met two strangers in an air conditoned travel trailer. I handed one of them some paper and proved that I am who I claim to be. Then I went with the other one into a small cold room and took off a good portion of my clothes. This second one took my frozen boobs and placed them on a tray, one at a time. Then she squeezed and pressed them until they were flat and quite squished. And she took a picture. She did this four times. I managed to not pee on myself, but it was touch and go there for a while. I still can’t figure out why she was rubbing my hair, though.
Way to go. My mom went for 15 years between her first and second “squishes.” It’s so important, if not a happy time. So I think every woman should get a high five for sucking it up and getting it done.