1) I'm grateful that the technology of mammography exists. My Mom had breast cancer when she was 33 years old. The technology at that time for detection and treatment were literally light years behind what we have now. As a result, she carried a scar that sunk her chest from her armpit to her midchest for the rest of her life and with the visible, the invisible emotional scar of the horror of that to a young woman. Yeah mammograms aren't fun, but they sure as hell beat the alternative.
2) My dental hygienist. Now there's a job I'd hate. But she is so kind and thoughtful and I appreciate her care.
3) That I am a grown up and do what is right - even when I don't like it. My family's and my health are important enough to put on the big girl pants.
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