Yearly Mammogram today.
Oh what fun!
Don't you think God (or whomever) has the strangest sense of humour?
Lets make this one a woman. Now, how do I make this one different to that one?
I know. These lovely, squishy, soft things that are like airbags can go on the front. They might be fun - you never know.
Oh wait. They should have a purpose. What could we do with them? Pillows for another person? Somewhere to carry things? A resting spot for little birds?
Oh wait. This person could carry a child and then feed that child with these lovely, squishy, soft things that are like airbags. Right-O.
Now, not only should this person have lovely, squishy, soft things AND be able to nourish another with them, this person should also have: puberty, periods,childbirth,menopause and, once year, a lovely technician shall be able to take those lovely, squishy, soft things that look like airbags and press them as flat as she can with what feels like 2 heavy pieces of concrete and this will enable them to tell this person if she is going to get pretty sick pretty quickly - or be ok for another year!
Oh what fun!
"I Am Woman Hear Me Roar"!
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