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Well, I finally got to see a doctor today. We've been in insurance limbo for a few months, due to the fact that even though he didn't *really* change jobs, my husband changed jobs. (Same job, new company). But now the new insurance has kicked in, but I had to change doctors.
I'd been dreading it, 'cause I knew what I was going to hear: exercise, cut out the salt, and lose weight. I was really afraid she would reccommend a low-carb diet, but she says with my cholesterol that would not be good.

And then--LJ cut for TMI


She told me I needed a pap smear. Oh yay! (not!)
And a mammogram.
I know how important they are, but they are still Instruments of Torture!
She did the pap today, and I thought I was going to scream. At least she was sympathetic. When the first Instrument of Torture was too painful, she change to a smaller one. It was marginally less painful, but only in contrast to the first one.

And I've now got to schedule the mammogram, and look forward to having my boobs squashed like a pancake. Again, I know it's important, but still someday someone needs to invent ways of doing these things that don't smack of a torture chamber.

Sheesh.

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