About a week ago, I got a mammogram, and today I got a letter saying that I need to go back for further testing. According to this, it's probably nothing, but I thought I should post about it, in case this is the start of a slow, horrible, horrifying ride into Deathland. Personally, I'd rather go out in a flaming, high-octane mechanical explosion, but we can't choose everything in life, now can we? I'll be sure and let you know if I'm going to die any time soon.
Update: You are dead. (Via Submarine Channel.)
Update 2: Boobs via Xeni.
