Duly inspected

I am just back from having a (purely routine) mammogram. I left work early, and timed the transit well (the place my GP normally sends people is in Yonkers. I think I should look for a new place for next time, just for convenience). This meant very little waiting around, and I spent part of that sitting on the carpet, helping the tech's granddaughter with her arithmetic homework. She was puzzling over it out loud, and the tech had other things to deal with (mostly involving the patient before me). So I went over and said things like "that's a plus sign" (she kept reading + as "equals" and trying to make sense of "two equals three" after counting blocks or hearts or musical notes) and "if you aren't sure you can count them." I also showed her how I make a figure 9, since she wasn't happy with what she was doing (it was coming out as an oval). Not something I'd want to do full-time, or even for a full hour, I suspect, but pleasant for five minutes, and with a child who was somewhat confused but not frustrated.

The procedure itself was as it always is, namely unpleasant but not horrible. The tech also praised my coelacanth tattoo, after I asked if I could drop the gown on the chair instead of opening it partway. According to the front desk people, my doctor should have the results in two days; I figure I'll call on Monday or Tuesday.

Duly inspected

I am just back from having a (purely routine) mammogram. I left work early, and timed the transit well (the place my GP normally sends people is in Yonkers. I think I should look for a new place for next time, just for convenience). This meant very little waiting around, and I spent part of that sitting on the carpet, helping the tech's granddaughter with her arithmetic homework. She was puzzling over it out loud, and the tech had other things to deal with (mostly involving the patient before me). So I went over and said things like "that's a plus sign" (she kept reading + as "equals" and trying to make sense of "two equals three" after counting blocks or hearts or musical notes) and "if you aren't sure you can count them." I also showed her how I make a figure 9, since she wasn't happy with what she was doing (it was coming out as an oval). Not something I'd want to do full-time, or even for a full hour, I suspect, but pleasant for five minutes, and with a child who was somewhat confused but not frustrated.

The procedure itself was as it always is, namely unpleasant but not horrible. The tech also praised my coelacanth tattoo, after I asked if I could drop the gown on the chair instead of opening it partway. According to the front desk people, my doctor should have the results in two days; I figure I'll call on Monday or Tuesday.