Sunday, May 21, 2006
This week I got my yearly mammogram. I almost said it in such a way that it sounded like a treat, hey? I struggled with the gown, just like last year. Those thing should come with instructions or something. Well, maybe they should start by not presuming one size fits all. I felt like a midget in the thing. And I couldn't figure out which direction the opening should go!
It makes sense that the easy access should be in the front, like in this picture. So, I tried that, doing up the waist tie and the neck tie. Something was seriously wrong, because they expected me to come out of the dressing room in the thing and wait in the hallway. Impossible to do, when there is a huge opening all the way down it. I thought maybe that was because I was too small for it, and could actually wrap it around me twice at minimum. So, I took the neck tie and wrapped it around my neck yet again, like a choker, and tried to tie it up that way. Hmmmm, not that can't be how it does up. So, at last resort I shifted it so the opening was in the back. Oh, that was it. I didn't care about the gaping now, because nothing embarrassing was showing. It looked more like the Dagwood pic.
Who would have thought that for frontal exams your gown has to gape in the back? Sounds more like chiropractic to me.
Oh, then I got into the room and was told to take it off. What?????? Why did I struggle for 5 minutes with the thing!
It makes sense that the easy access should be in the front, like in this picture. So, I tried that, doing up the waist tie and the neck tie. Something was seriously wrong, because they expected me to come out of the dressing room in the thing and wait in the hallway. Impossible to do, when there is a huge opening all the way down it. I thought maybe that was because I was too small for it, and could actually wrap it around me twice at minimum. So, I took the neck tie and wrapped it around my neck yet again, like a choker, and tried to tie it up that way. Hmmmm, not that can't be how it does up. So, at last resort I shifted it so the opening was in the back. Oh, that was it. I didn't care about the gaping now, because nothing embarrassing was showing. It looked more like the Dagwood pic.
Who would have thought that for frontal exams your gown has to gape in the back? Sounds more like chiropractic to me.
Oh, then I got into the room and was told to take it off. What?????? Why did I struggle for 5 minutes with the thing!
// posted by Annette @ 8:48 p.m. 