22 hours ago
Friday, November 13, 2009
From Velvet Verbosity come the challenge to write 100 words on examine. The following is what came to mind.
Each year I stand clothed in a hospital gown opened down the front in a room so cold I'm shivering reading posters on self examinations while trying to ignore “the machine.” The always cheerful lab tech asks if I am ready.
I have stood in an examining room like that every year for the past 20 years. Each year I have endured the torture of having each breast placed on a cold plate of glass, squeezed flat twice and x-rayed while standing on my tiptoes holding my breath.
Each year I have passed the exam cancer free. I am ready.