And as I was walking around yesterday, looking at the artfully tatooed arms and shoulders on the young folks here, I remembered that I have two tatoos. They're the marks made to guide the radiation therapy I had nearly five years ago after suspect tissue was excised from my left breast after a diagnosis of ductal carcinoma in situ.
As it happens that operation took place five years ago this week. I'd almost forgotten the timing, which goes to show what happens when everything goes well.
Moral for this morning: routinue mammograms for women over 50 shouldn't be neglected. My DCIS was picked up in just such an exam, and all is well, thank goodness.
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